This morning's Starbucks tea stop proved to be rather more fruitful than usual. First, I parked next to this, which should be in the dictionary next to the definition of the expression "jury rigged."
And yes, those are golf tees, and yes, those are duct tape glue marks on the side of the window. I guess even duct tape (which is used to keep space crafts together in a pinch!) could not hold up this window. I usually park a little father from Starbucks than most so that I can get a tiny walk in, and I guess the karma of health rewarded me this morning with this morsel of deliciousness.
I also found a music collection by Sting called "If On A Winter's Night," a collection of carols, lullabies and songs. It's a Deutche Grammophon record, too, so you know the quality is great.
