I wrote an email yesterday turning down an all expenses paid trip to a gala on the other side of the country. In San Francisco, no less. Sigh. My name had been randomly selected, and no, it wasn’t spam. It was a response to an entry I forgot I made after following a tweet. Three days, two nights, the W Hotel, a star from Mad Men hosting, a vintage fashion show, dazzling eco-friendly VIP bags for me and my guest. The 30 minutes I spent seriously considering it were the most exhilarating of recent past as it was not going to involve any work on my part. A winner, me, wow! The hitch was it was for this Sunday. After a week of family…
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