New behavior for me. I took my scooter - before breakfast - to Starbucks for a MORNING coffee: a mocha latte.
I put the large container, appears to be about a pint and half, in the basket on the scooter. The cup has a lid with a small sipping hole in it. The scooter has solid, not pneumatic, tires. The ride is rough.
The rough ride jiggled the latte and it spurted out the hole like the famous blow hole on Kauaii. I left a trail of mocha from Starbucks to the old folks home. There is still plenty left to sip as I write this. There will be some left to take to breakfast, and even enough to share a sip with my tablemate. However, she likes her coffee black... not sweetened nor laced with milk and chocolate. No matter, I will enjoy it.
A note on something completely different: AOL says that the average user checks his email about five times a day. That sounds about right. I may be a bit above average. (Write me.)