When you're 50 and it's beastly hot out and your brain is throwing mayhem and you have no job, what do you do to fill some of the endless time, the hours of boredom and ennui? I mean, you're showered and your hair is clean and you have on what is basically a clean and decent outfit. Do you do that for the audience of the cats, the ants in the kitchen sink? How about for the husband who works at home full time in the remnants of the pandemic, who is much too polite to admit that he could go for the rest of the year without catching so much as a glimpse of you? You go to Starbucks. Buy a drink and sip it very slowly. Listen to the music and enjoy the WiFi and the air conditioning. There's a lottery aspect to it, too...something to bring a little excitement to your day. Will you get a table inside? And if you don't, will the dagger eyes you affix upon Lady McScrollsalot work, make her pack up and leave? My favorite drink is a Trenta Black Tea...