I’ve stopped trying to explain why I’m going to San Francisco with “Um… you know Twitter…?” or “I know these… people from the internet…” because wow, awkward, right?
Instead: “Rage orgies.”
The ball’s in your court, Frisco.
I’ve stopped trying to explain why I’m going to San Francisco with “Um… you know Twitter…?” or “I know these… people from the internet…” because wow, awkward, right?
Instead: “Rage orgies.”
The ball’s in your court, Frisco.
