Pin Me Down

You know Pinterest, right? You don’t? Well you need to. Why? Because when my kids turn to Twitter, tweeting that I’m being held against my will somewhere in Arizona you’ll know that, that simply isn’t the case.

I’m likely at some Wi-Fi hotspot, hopped up on caffeine, needing a shower, hair and clothes disheveled,  chain smoking candy cigarettes like junky and pinning crap to my boards like I’ve got OCD.

 

 

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