My Press, My Press

It's still in storage but I took Scott out to visit it today, because it is lonely and wants attention.

Me: "I've been thinking about a name for my imprint. What do you think of Common Grounds Press?"

Scott (completely unknowing): "It sounds like a coffeeshop. I want coffee. Can a printer make coffee?"

I shouldn't be this entertained by the conversation, but I am anyway.