Roundabouts vs. Intersections; ‘Murica vs. Jolly Ol’

There's only one thing I hate more than physical pain: boredom. Like Sherlock Holmes, my darkest fear is being slowly bored to death by a mid-season baseball game, or a rehearsal of the musical West Side Story by a group of overly confident amateurs. Which explains why I despite sitting in traffic with the vitriolic hatred of a thousand [...]

“Son, did I ever tell you about the time I lifted a house?”

A few months back I went job hunting. Having just returned from a trip to England, I was broke. I updated my resume and printed off a few copies '90's style—at the library. Trying to figure out what sorta job I wanted was tough. I'm a relatively physical guy who likes to move around while I [...]