E who writes

Do not get coffee in the afternoon–

Your head will burn and buzz at draw of night.

Drink, drink before the rising of the moon.

Though wise men seem to think they are immune

From headaches, tir’dness, symptoms we may cite–

Do not get coffee in the afternoon.

Good men– who frequent shop when opportune,

Their loyalty unmatched by others– might

Drink, drink before the rising of the moon.

Wild men who watch the sun rise like a tune

Will sit all day and nurse a latte, lite–

Do not get coffee in the afternoon.

Grave men who hang their life upon a spoon,

Whose eyes stare blind until they drink Delight,

Drink, drink before the rising of the moon.

And you, dear patron, reading this small rune:

Curse all who drink caffeine under starlight.

Do not get coffee in the afternoon,

random person: *dies* 

cut to Sam and Dean eating on the impala outside a food truck 

Sam: so get this a random person across the country died 

Dean: ok but it’s probably not our thing 

*it is their thing*

Scene change: Dean and Sam walking outside

Dean or Sam: hey do you really think we should be taking this case, considering the season’s overarching plot line?

Dean or Sam: we’ve got no leads so I’ve got to work or I’ll go crazy 

Dean: hello sheriff pay no attention to the fact we look like supermodels, have ridiculous names on these clearly fake FBI badges and my brother has the same hair style as Jackie Kennedy and give us all the info on this case 

random sheriff: this case? Why you FBI boys are wasting your time. There isn’t a case here. 

Visibly shaken white woman holding baby: this isn’t like (random person) I just can’t believe it

Dean: did you hear or smell anything weird? Sulfur? Cold spots? These are very official FBI questions. 

Visibly shaken white woman holding baby: Of course, agents. Look I’ve told you everything I know, except for this mysterious hint. 

*Sam swallows and looks at Dean*

*Scene change*

*Impala pulls into motel*

*research* 

Sam: I think it’s this thing 

*it’s not that thing* 

Sam: get this, I think we’re dealing with this thing. 

Dean: That’s great Sammy but I think I know where the thing is going to be

Monster: attacks visibly shaken white woman holding baby

*Sam and Dean arrive just before visibly shaken white woman holding baby passes out

Monster: *chokes Sam*

*Camera shot of Sam’s face as he is being chocked* 

If only Sam could reach the phone/ knife/ gun!!!!

Sam: *eyes roll back into head* 

Dean: arrives in the nick of time and kills monster 

Visibly shaken white woman hugs baby, she is teary-eyed: “so you’re telling me monsters are real??? Thank you for saving us!!! If only you could have saved that random person. I guess I’ll have to move on now.” 

*scene change, Sam and Dean in Impala* 

Dean or Sam: that was the right thing to do 

Dean or Sam: but was it 

Dean or Sam: sometimes you can’t save everyone. 

*implication that story of random person is the same as Sam/ Dean’s season plot line issue 

Dean and Sam look at each other 

Sam is clearly nervous

Dean is stoic

Impala drives into rain

I just learned about this place called Shakespeare and Company, situated right outside Notre Dame in Paris. You can go there and sleep for free, for just a night or a few weeks. One dude reportedly stayed here for years. During the day you’re welcome to write or make art among the bookshelves. 

Quiescent - a quiet, soft-spoken soul.

Chimerical - merely imaginary; fanciful. 

Susurrus - a whispering or rustling sound. 

Raconteur - one who excels in story-telling. 

Clinquant - glittering; tinsel-like. 

Aubade - a song greeting the dawn. 

Ephemeral - lasting a very short time. 

Sempiternal - everlasting; eternal. 

Euphonious - pleasing; sweet in sound. 

Billet-doux - a love letter. 

ZODIAC CONSTELLATION CAKE

Really nice recipes. Every hour.