Doc Housel in da House!

There's nothing like a crisp bill, sitting innocently on your desk, looking at you, tempting you, to spend, to save, to splurge.  I hate breaking those bills, dislike spending that newly-minted freshness, the latest flavor of unchewable gum.  But still, it's nice to have, to look at, to ponder, to wonder how, why, when, where, and possibly what.  Even if that bill will never see the light of your day dreams, it is still a vision of hope, a promise of what is possible.

Now that's money!  :) Creative nonfiction can be inspired by anything, but most of all--YOU. 

 

Good night, you Kings and Queens of New England, you Princesses and Princes of Pop Culture...until next we meet (be sure to sneak in The Last Mimzy in between!).

 

 

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