At some point in the last few years I became confused and began imagining myself as a writer. Regardless of the fact that I ham fistedly type words and string them together, I came to the conclusion after penning Wednesday’s post that I am no such thing. A person with a camera and a computer maybe, but a writer? Not by a stretch.
Today we will have an even more rapid fire experience than we’re normally accustomed to for the simple reason that I left my Ritalin in my other pants, and some speed fell into the morning’s scone dough.
*Stoked face.
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Considering the fact that I was nursing the effects of celebrating all things Minneapolis West Design Works until deep into Tuesday, it’s a wonder I was able to knock one, much less two posts out in twice as many days. While I was away however, a few noteworthy items came to both my physical and electronic minds, which because I care, I will now share.
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