Two things I did not buy from an antique store in Castle Rock, Washington. A piece of French sheet music that included an add for ukulele lessons. “Learn in 10 minutes thanks to the Francis Salabert Method!” A Blickendorfer typewriter, with carrying case, from the late 1800s. I regret leaving both of those things behind.
It’s taken me a while to distill my thoughts on TBEX (the annual travelbloggers conference) but with everything stripped away — the swell parties, the patio uke lessons, the “Hey, it’s awesome to see you again!”s, the stuff outside the agenda — I think it boils down to this: I would like to us to …
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Maybe I’m doing it wrong. There is a lot of talk of “structure” and whether or not the wine is “too thin” or “flabby.” I don’t know what this means. There’s also some innuendo, though it’s not meant that way. “My, this is soft on the bottom, isn’t it?” I snicker because I am a …