It was a Slow News Day today at Our Favorite Starbucks, which perhaps explains why my wardrobe took Center Stage. Actually, it all began several days ago when Screenwriter Rob put me to the Fashion Test. "There you are," he said, "all dressed in Earth Tones, as usual." "Ahh, you've noticed," I replied, half-wondering whether I had been somehow criticized. You see, I nearly always wear Brown. With Brown, you never have to worry about spilling coffee on yourself. It never shows. And Brown, I've learned, is a Traveler's Best Friend because it's so easy to match. "Why don't you mix it up?," Rob continued, "Don't you have Black Jeans, a Black Blazer and a T-Shirt?!?" Moments later, Cathy arrived on the scene, offering a different suggestion. "You should wear a Blue shirt," she advised. By now it was slowly starting to dawn on me: I usually look like Shit. And so, today I unveiled a "new" look: Black Jeans, a Black Blazer and a Blue Shirt. I threw on a pair of "John Lennon" sunglasses for good measure. "Now you look like an Agent," said Screenwriter Mark. Good Lord, frankly, I'd rather look like Shit ...!