Before she got whisked away to Southern California, Girl Crack and I used to run wild through the aisles of the Bay Street Apple store. We showed the world how to sell technology with long curly hair, wearing flip-flops, constructing cardboard puppets on the weekends. While we’re apart physically, I like to think that we’ll forever be connected. Now that I’ve finally jumped onto the iPhone band wagon, together with our use of Twitter, Facebook, and double-yoo double-yoo double-yoos (That’s what my mom calls them. “Them” being “the Internet.”), we’re merely a couple of finger taps apart!
Evidence of our virtual connectedness below. (Marie = Girl Crack)
Dear Miss Belgium,
I hope you enjoy my blog.