I can’t help but mumble “Sorry” when I’m inconveniencing someone in any way, say, by entering their peripheral view at the grocery store. If you hold the door for me, I’ll probably say “sorry” and “thank you.” It became such a habit, uttering “sorry” upon any human contact, after three years in England. At least… Continue reading Englishican

What I Didn’t Know I Love About America

It’s very uncharacteristic of me, but I’ve kept the XM station “The Highway” tuned in my mom’s car, which she’s letting me drive while I’m here. What’s “The Highway,” you ask? It’s country music. ‘Merican country music. Many of the songs are about fishing and/or drinking beer, every third song drops the name of at… Continue reading What I Didn’t Know I Love About America