It was a morning of surprises at 7th and Montana today as the Scribbler -- known for writing furiously in a notebook he keeps by his side at all times -- stopped scribbling long enough to introduce himself. "I'm writing a screenplay," he said, "It's for an Independent Production." Evidently, he comes to Starbucks every morning, writes whatever comes into his mind, and enters it into his computer when he gets home. "I'll bet you get a lot of inspiration around here," I said, hesitantly, half-wondering whether his screenplay involved a Foolish Blogger who gets his Just Desserts when an Angry Architect in a Clown Suit pelts him to death with Apple Fritters. "Yes," he agreed, "Lots of inspiration around here ...!"