Sometimes I wish I could live in a world where it's normal to spontaneously break into singing and jazz dancing.

When you have paintings that need frames and you get them for four dollars a piece, it is cause for celebration.

I apologize to all the drivers on Route 20.

Hazards of the workplace.

I'm getting soft: when I lived in the ADKs, 20° weather was like spring.

*Insert Liverpool accent*

But to be fair, who doesn't?