In the last week it seems like I finally got enough balls in the air– so to speak– that I’ve managed to strike a balance between work-mysteryman-house-and-brooms. And I really…

Except for that short stint I spent in hell Reno, I’ve woken up every morning for the last three months and been absoultly thrilled about going to work. (And take…

I spent the better part of my waking hours today breathing the soup fresh-air of Summer and slogging around through this… … in a cracked work boot that allowed mud and…