This post is all about Davis.
The highlight of today's downtown visit was sitting down in a local coffee shop with a piece of pumpkin crumble and a large white chocolate mocha, and standing up with two pages of notes written out longhand. I don't write in my notebook too often nowadays, which my handwriting shows, and it felt really good to literally put pen to paper and tinker with some ideas. I'd do it again tomorrow if I didn't have classwork and also didn't want to run up a large coffee tab.
Somewhat disappointing was finding out Mishka's had replaced their glass steins with ceramic mugs - I really liked the steins - although I can assume it's easier to put the store's logo onto ceramics.
I also got some used Lois McMaster Bujold novels from the catch-all geek shop Bizarro World, and a collection of Dennis Lehane's short stories from the local independent bookstore The Avid Reader. The latter I'll read myself and the former I'll lend out to people who haven't read her work yet. As well they should.
Somewhat disappointing was finding out Mishka's had replaced their glass steins with ceramic mugs - I really liked the steins - although I can assume it's easier to put the store's logo onto ceramics.
I also got some used Lois McMaster Bujold novels from the catch-all geek shop Bizarro World, and a collection of Dennis Lehane's short stories from the local independent bookstore The Avid Reader. The latter I'll read myself and the former I'll lend out to people who haven't read her work yet. As well they should.

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Your stories about walking around your hometown are always so lovely, like little love songs to the place where you grew up.