Maybe they're missing the point?

I went out for drinks and dinner in honor of a departing co-worker last night, and ended up on the 556 bus, getting off in Newton. I walked up Galen, and since I had a free coffee coming my way*, I stopped at the Newton Corner Starbucks to grab something less alcoholic than I'd been consuming.

Me: I'd like a tall decaf, please.

Barista: We actually don't brew decaf after 5PM.

Seriously.

Fortunately, they were able to make me a decaf americano, but still, what the heck? Surely more decaf gets drunk in the evening than in the morning, right?


*Y'all know that the 12-oz bags of Starbucks coffee you buy in the supermarket will get you a free tall coffee when you bring them into a Starbucks store for recycling, right?

Holy No New Ideas in Nearly Two Decades, Batman!

Frank Miller's latest looks to be really, really, really awful, even by his standards, but just short of the "so bad it's good" level achieved in All Star Batman and Robin.

For all my snarking at Moore over the same time period, he at least tries to grow, and occasionally delivers (the first half of Promethia, all of Top Ten, etc). Miller's been running on empty for nearly thirty years now, but now it looks like he's not even trying.