Deb and I have been writing together ever since we met; in fact, we first met in a writing class. For years we wrote in various coffee houses in San Francisco. Then she moved to Mountain View, but that didn't stop us. I drove down there and we wrote -- or she drove up to Oakland where I had recently moved and we wrote. It got easier when she moved to Oakland, too. That was more than a decade ago. Yesterday we went to Woody's, a coffee house conveniently located on Park Street and -- we wrote. Now that we've gotten older, the people around us seem younger and strangely weighted down with unnecessary equipment: laptops, I Pods, cell phones and such. Being oldsters, we just stick to pen and paper.
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