Recently, I snuck out to The Glass Knife get a quick doughnut and coffee with some ladies from work and of course I had to take pictures of the treats while we waited for our coffees. So I'm taking pictures of one of the fancier doughnuts we got, and one of my friends heard a group of women having lunch talking about who they thought I might be. They were whispering, not well mind you, about what I was doing, who I was, and maybe I was important.


That pretty much sums up doing anything in Winter Park, FL, but it left me feeling pretty damn famous. Now... I just need to get famous, so pass this little blog around like it's hot.