I write because I'm a writer. It is rather like cooking: to make something out of the raw material at hand. – Sybille Bedford — The Paris Review (@parisreview) March 31, 2011

Reggae afternoon…

… Here in Starbuck’s, early afternoon is always given over to reggae, always either Bob Marley or one of his close friends. I would love to figure out how to make a complaint about this.