When I was in Starbucks in Fort Collins last week there was a guy sitting in a corner of the store. He was feverishly typing on his laptop. He wore a black shirt with three words on it, “I’m blogging this.”
What a perfect shirt. That’s what I do. I sit in a coffee shop like that and sometimes write about the people next to me. I copy down their conversations verbatim. I copy down our conversations sometimes. Whether they turn into actual blogs is inconsequential. What is?
That I’m blogging this.
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