Being the youngest of a large family, I’ve been called several different names as the years have passed…Rick, Ron, Jeff, Pat…even Gayle which is the name of one of my sisters.  I’ve been called the name of an ex-husband, ex-boyfriend even been called the name of the family dog.  However, I’ve never been called Bryce…until I went to Starbucks.  Now I know there are people who have worked there that love to put the wrong name down on the cup, that’s cool…but Bryce?  I wonder what is it about me, an older dude, that made them think my name was Bryce?  Do I look like a Bryce…maybe Bryce Harper because that is a comparison I wouldn’t mind.  Hmmm…maybe a name change is in my future….I wonder.

The coffee was what I asked for, and looking big picture, that’s alllllll that matters!

Doc