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After two days of discussions in Seattle this week, the two sides said they have agreed in principle to sign a licensing, distribution and marketing agreement. Starbucks officials declined to say what the agreement entails, or why they've now moved closer to signing it. "We've always been very bullish on our business with Ethiopia," Starbucks Chief Executive Jim Donald said in an interview. "This is just another great step."

This past weekend marked the opening of the new Tasting Room in the old M&R Bar space on Elizabeth just south of Houston. The bar is open for business to all comers, but it was mostly friends & family, and the food will be at least 10 days behind the booze. Speaking of old spaces, with this opening, the previous Tasting Room space on First Street is now closed until late summer when it will re-emerge as an all day spot open for coffee, baked goods, wine, and small plates.

Super d'oh! A drunk guy trying to scale a wrought iron fence yesterday morning got his leg impaled on one of the spikes. And, yes, the 28 year old was drunk. He and a friend apparently wanted to take a "shortcut through a parking lot at 94 East First Street to a diner" for breakfast, only for his jump over a fence not to completely clear one of the "1-inch wide spikes," according to the NY Post. Ewwww and ouch. Emergency workers cut the fence and left the spike in his leg until a surgeon at Bellevue removed it. So, add "jumping over an iron fence with spikes" to "calling exes" and "driving" to things you shouldn't do when drunk.

There's nothing the Post likes more than public sex stories. On Saturday, they plastered a photograph of a demure-looking Connecticut woman, Caitilin Clonan, on the cover along with the headline "Caitlin's Sex and the City and proceeded to explain how she and her boyfriend were caught kinda naked on First Street near Sixth Avenue by a police officer last Thursday. Clonan says it was a mistake, and she and boyfriend Philip Conlan were charged with public lewdness (she was naked from the waist down, Conlan had his clothes on, though the "status of his zipper was unclear") and will have to do some community service. Clonan tells the Post, "We were walking down a dark street in Brooklyn. I didn't think it was a big deal." Excellent: This proves that no matter many Gaps come into Park Slope, there is hope for grit by way of drunken young lovers!

In the spirit of this weekend's Yankees-Red Sox series, Gothamist suggests you go to the First Street Gallery in Chelsea to visit sculptor Daniel Edwards's death masks of Ted Williams. The Baseball Hall of Fame Red Sox legend who batted .406 in the 1941 season became more famous in his after life when it turned out his head had been cut off when he was cryogenically frozen. Edwards had spent time with Williams (while he was alive) and felt the decapitation was a horror. So he decided to create three death masks of Williams, plus show them with various other paraphenalia (a Life magazine, a jersey) and call it the "The Ted Williams Memorial Display with Death Mask from The Ben Affleck 2004 World Series Collection." The NY Times interviewed Edwards earlier this week and the Boston Herald reports that there are bidders for one of the death masks. It's unclear is the death masks will travel to Boston.

While people expect to see rodents in the subway system, it's rare that a flying rodent makes it onto a train car. Apparently, a bat flew into a Brooklyn-bound L train at Eighth Avenue over the weekend. The bat actually flew into Rachel Elkind, who told the Post, "I thought: This is fake. Did someone just throw this plastic thing at me as a joke?... Then we saw it breathing." Another passenger, Patrick Roche, "used a magazine-subscription card to scoop it into a bag," and Gothamist is impressed: Roche actually found a use for those subscription cards. They set the bat free at First Street and Avenue A, which means it'll have to take the F next time.

The lead paragraph from the Times says it best: "Two 17-year-old boys, apparently following instructions penned by Abbie Hoffman, caused a flash fire in a Brooklyn apartment yesterday afternoon while trying to make a smoke bomb on the stove." This was apparently on First Street, near Seventh Avenue, as the Park Slope St. Patrick's Day Parade marched by, so there were tons of police on the scene immediately. These kids also attend Bronx Science and La Guardia High Schools, so they are truly dummies of a rarefied kind. The book they were following was Steal This Book, of course.