Despite all these hours of daylight, I can't bring myself to write a proper blog post. What can I say? No, really. What can I say? I have ZERO ideas.
This is the best I can do:
Thought #1:
I can't stand when people call Baskin-Robbins "31 flavors". Yes, it has 31 flavors, but that's NOT its name.
Thought #2:
People in Seattle are obsessed with tasting, perusing, comparing, recommending and generally waffling on about LOCAL CRAFT BEERS. I knew it was a thing, but gee whiz, I underestimated the extent to which it's a thing. If I want to fit in, I'm going to have to get wise and reacquaint myself with the disgusting delicious taste of beer.
Thought #3:
People in Seattle are obsessed with cornhole, the game where you throw a bean bag into a hole in a piece of tilted wood.
Thought #4:
Have raspberries always been this good? They are UNBELIEVABLE.
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Goodnight,
Margaret
Margaret
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