It’s never pleasant to start your first meeting of the day with a view of the wide swatch of pasty white paunch of a potential customer. I don’t think he was doing it on purpose; his shirt was just too small for his girth.
There are more books published every month than I could possibly read in a year. And more books in a year than I could read in ten lifetimes. So much information, so little time.
Sometimes it becomes too expensive to do business with people. Once in a while you have to “fire” a customer who consumes too much of your time for little to no reward.
It’s weird, and strangely comforting, to see seagulls and pelicans inland, in the high desert. But there isn’t any salt water here. I wonder what are they doing so far from the ocean.