So, Elizabeth just called me to make sure I was okay, because police defused a bomb placed in a Starbucks in downtown San Francisco. Knowing my penchant for coffee, she was afraid for me, but I was just fine and hadn't had any coffee since I spilled a cup of it this morning on a desk that isn't mine.

Turns out the bomb was relatively far from any Starbucks I might go to, although to give you an idea of just how close that place is, here's a Google map showing how far away the place where I work (369 Pine St.) is from the Starbucks in question (1401 Van Ness Ave.).

Richard, a guy in the office where I work, suggested that rival coffee chain Peet's might have planted the bomb, but I think that's taking industrial espionage to new and dangerous levels.