The Legend of Footloose
George R.R. Martin goes up to the counter and orders a series of incredibly complicated drinks, each more detailed and layered than the last. The barista works for an hour and finally hands them across the counter to Martin, who promptly throws one of them away with little to no explanation. That coffee had been the barista’s favorite.
We try to watch films together, and it starts off well, but somehow we always end up out of sync.
Kickin off Inktober
It rained today
Parks and Recreation Alphabet → h