Barnes & Noble in Costa Mesa, early on Saturday morning. Music-noise assaults all customers w 68db (yes, there is an app for that!). The clerk calls me chief, as in, what can I do for you chief. I ask for the book “Shibumi” by Travanian. The clerk checks and says, chief, we don’t have a book named “She blew me.”
I want to say, if I were your chief you’d be fired, and, I can tell what’s on your mind. But instead I say thanks and leave.
Lunch at a Raw food restaurant with my friend Terry, not far from today’s venue. It’s my first visit to a Raw restaurant. Why do they have to call it cheese, when it neither looks, nor smells, nor tastes like cheese?