I have a new job. How I got this job, I don’t know. The people I work with are, for the most part, lifers. This is their profession, their calling, … Continue reading
On day two of intense smiling and power walking all over the Loop/River North/Wicker Park, I got a job. I was afraid to swim in the sea of job interviewing … Continue reading
Other people die or end up in the hospital. This was my first car/bike encounter. My bike is a cruiser. Slow and heavy and comfortable. I’m very glad my bike’s … Continue reading
Speaking another language can be a long, hard road full of embarrassing cultural misunderstandings: being too informal, calling someone’s father a vegetable, saying you have 23 buttholes, ect. Usually, humor … Continue reading