BlathrWayne Lorentz

There are twelve people at Starbucks this morning.

Three are reading the New York Times. Two are reading the local paper. One is reading a book. The rest are lost in their phones.

I guess journalismʼs not dead after all.

I was reading a magazine and looked at the top of the page to see what time it is.

Iʼm a slave to technology.