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B is for TED

yesterday, i went up on TED's website (www.ted.com) because... I ... Love TED.
secretly, I dream of the day when I will become so blindingly brilliant that I too will be able to share a stage with such personal greats like - Geller, Tan (Amy), Abrams (J.J.), Maeda among others... and Rives. and I will get there with my soon-to-be-released Doodle Project.

Anyways...

HERE I AM on TED and i say "why don't i just join TED?"
and I click it see
and there I realised something very important...
i am incredibly dumb... quite.

i didn't even have a blog. well i have a group on facebook (the catharsis experiment) but still...
and then they asked me if i was a copywriter/columnist, copywriter/blogger or just... 'copywriter'.
i never felt so pathetic in all my life.

well there was this one time - but pink elephants on tricycles don't really count.

Thus, I came to a decision
I WILL HAVE A PURPOSE DAMMIT! 
I'LL HAVE A BLOG!

because Being a Blogger means I can become TED worthy. So here's to you TED. Win, win or win - this blog is your fault.

Pax
Tracy J H

oh wait, i guess i am a columnist. i write for an online magazine DRACONIAN SWITCH


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