It was "X-Men: The Battle at 7th and Montana" this morning as a dead ringer for everyone's favorite mutant, Wolverine, made the scene at Our Favorite Starbucks. He was tall, covered in tattoos and sported a pair of mega mutton chops on each cheek. I couldn't help wondering whether, like Wolverine, his fingernails turned into menacing, indestructible claws at the drop of a hat. It was almost funny when he ordered a Grande Soy Latte. I guess I expected something more primeval ... like the hair of the dog that bit him!