tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6616651164087505255.post2027470064205939308..comments2023-03-25T03:39:22.602-05:00Comments on Laura Writes Stuff: KenapocoMocha AgainLaurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11322504936624669760noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6616651164087505255.post-75368185629500011112009-02-12T16:28:00.000-05:002009-02-12T16:28:00.000-05:00I know I've been extra-commenty lately (new word),...I know I've been extra-commenty lately (new word), but what I just experienced deserves comment. I came into the Kenopoc, hoping to have some good coffee, good music, and calm place to work on my research. Unbeknownst to me, today was "Meet the Artist" day, which means that a bus full of Peabody residents gathered inside this tiny place to listen to the artist talk about her paintings. I had already ordered my food and coffee, what choice did I have? So, I sat there(uncomfortably)while all the white-haired people listened intently about the history of the Kenopoc and from where Susan (the artist) drew her inspiration. By the time they all strolled their way out of here(literally), I knew all about the Kenapoc and how it used to have walls covered with gray auto paint. Hmmm....so anyway I thought I would write to you, maybe it will inspire yet another blog about Kenapoc someday when you are experiencing writer's block. That's all for now--bye!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com