Anyone who follows any of the Dance Pak’s members on Twitter knows that us girls generally have a lot to say.
I have noticed that my tweets tend to develop into a novel, so rather than attempt to outsmart the character limit with a constant series of messages taking up space on timelines everywhere, I’ll happily acknowledge the “genius” sign above my head, and just write a blog.
Last year, a girlfriend had brought to my attention an article that she had read in a local newspaper. The writer brought to light the abundance of Canadians who make outward proclamations of loving the image of the fluffy white goodness that so gently falls from the enchanted sparkling heavens but in reality, quickly reverts to images of brown slush and torrential winds that whip hard wet micro bullets of ice right into their faces, forcing them to dream of the short sunny days that Mother Nature graciously bestows upon us in what may seem to be once in a blue moon.
Raptors Dance Pak: Update from China – Nov. 23, 2011
Members of the Dance Pak bring you an update from a seafood restaurant in China.