Raymond Chandler Break

 Don't start reading a Raymond Chandler novel before you have to leave for an appointment. 

An excerpt from The High Window:

In the swivel chair at the desk sat an elderly party in a dark gray suit with high lapels and too many buttons down the front. He had some stringy white hair that grew long enough to tickle his ears. A pale gray bald patch loomed high up in the middle of it, like a rock above timberline. Fuzz grew out of his ears, far enough to catch a moth.