I'm was taking a break from working (please hold your comments) and reading thru my RSS feeds when I stumbled across my postcard on PostSecret (from 9/2). So, it's official.
I'm famous.
The secret's out.
The world according to me in the form of observations ranging from the sardonic to the sweet inspired by travel, booze, women, Corporate America and the freeriding externalities of everyday life.
I'm intercontinental when I eat french toast. - Beastie Boys
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