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| I wish that this was my idea. It isn't. I found it here. |
The jars are currently irrelevant. It seemed like a solid theme in 2011 and I'm too tired to rethink it. Also, should I even have a blog in 2020?
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Free Words For My Mom
Slurping from a $2.49 bottle of pinot grigio. It has a woodsy aroma with frugal undertones. I dig it. I should be writing articles. Writing words that will earn me a nominal bit of money. Not words that only my mother reads for free. (I love you, mom.) But the paid words are dry and tedious. Unlike my wine. My wine is dry with bracing acidity. Not at all tedious.
