Another glorious morning in Redlands.  Been thinking about peoples use of language lately. In listening with a critical ear, I am amazed at how people communicate with each other. I usually hang out at an "alternative" coffee house. This one roasts its own coffee, and offers in-house baked goods with a smattering of stuff baked in San Marcos. (Down San Diego way) The customers range from retired professionals, to Loma Linda medical students. Middle aged weekend bicyclists (in full armor) to 20 somethings with children. Needless to say this place is filled with many characters. One of the groups that meets on a daily basis is from the local AA chapter. Talk about interesting conversation. They talk about fishing, TV shows, interpersonal relationships, not smoking, but they never mention anything about why they are in their group. Its like they just don't discuss their issues... I guess its about being in a group, knowing that each one has a problem with alcohol, and the mere fact of being together is helpful.