The art on the table at Starbucks looks like I've spilled coffee under the XO. It's freaking me out. I am however leaping ahead in the narrative flow.
Neither my chai nor water are the same color as the stain/stencil art and so repositioning them does not help.
When complimenting a sapient with intent to improve their opinion of you, a certain amount of fuzzy logic is expected. Positive remarks about colours applied are good. Unfortunately, falsehood has the opposite effect: do not say things match that don't as you risk calling attention to a detail that the sapient is already annoyed about. Example: my toes and fingers do not match. Observing that their matching causes one pleasure is an indication of dishonesty or extremely poor visual acuity.
After aimlessly browsing the stacks for new titles of interest, if not for the entertainment of the poor shelving, I recalled another book I had genuinely been trying to buy to advance my studies. Please note that books pertaining to actual ongoing education have a different accounting classification than pleasure reading, video games, and pornography.
I looked around the shelves near where the RegEx book might have been, but I did not want to disturb the earnest and fairly personal conversation two women were having from their seats amidst that aisle(!). Shortly after I fled the book store. Declining the only movie (the third, wait fourth? Indiana Jones movie) that was about to start, I have thus come to Starbuck's and am absorbing tea, water, and cool air ... although not wireless access ... for less than 6 USD. The high-pitched description of th opening scene by one of the larval form primates standing near the theatre entrance helped me decide against the movie.
In short today's gallavanting about in public in the daylight has been rather unpleasant. Do they not have museums in this country?