It’s Monday.  And on Mondays, I like to kick-off another week of blog postings with all the random tidbits of weekend happenings.

At least this Monday I do. Don’t forever hold me to this on future Mondays.

First of all, I have a super bounce, bouncy ball in my jacket pocket.

I just wanted someone to know.

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There’s a giant, blue bear outside the convention center in downtown Denver. It wasn’t supposed to be blue. The design printouts came out wrong at some point along the process. But the contractors construction people design folk they (what would you call a giant bear design team?) went with it.

Those are my kind of people. The ones who just make it up as things happen. Keeps life fresh.

Also, who doesn’t love a big blue bear?

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I went three rounds with a trash can/recycling bin combo this weekend.

It won.

And here’s why:

When you are sleep deprived, in a swarm of people so frenetic you feel like a salmon swimming against a torrent of water, and all you want to do is responsibly discard your coffee cup, how would you react when presented with this much information?

I looked at these two cans.

Looked again.

Stared.

Then turned to my mother and sister and said, “I can’t do this.”

They described the look on my face as the human equivalent of a frozen computer.

Does. not. compute.

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I did have one solid victory this weekend though.

That dart there? On the right?

I threw that. From 12 paces away. (I don’t know if it was actually 12 paces, but it sounds good.)

I know there’s absolutely no reason for you to believe that I didn’t rig the results, carefully place that dart in the bull’s eye and call it a victory. But it’s true.

I have witnesses.

The scientific process behind this dart-throwing success?

No preparation or aiming and a healthy dose of sheer dumb luck.

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This final tidbit isn’t a weekend moment, per se, but I like to think that Monday mornings are simply the last, tiny extension of the weekend. Makes them so much more inviting.

I was gifted a free latte this morning. The baristas made the wrong drink for the coffee fanatic before me, and rather than just tossing it out (three cheers for not being wasteful!), they kept it to hand off to an unsuspecting visitor. The catch – it’s a soy latte.

Now I’m not typically a big soy person, but…(1) there was still caffeine involved; (2) it was free; (3) soy is good for you right?; (4) it was free.

So I happily accepted it.

Verdict: It tasted like I was drinking an entire natural grocery store in liquid form.

Essence of Whole Foods.

Eau de Organic.

But I still drank it all. Every last drop.

My name is Anya, and I’m a coffee addict.