Even though I’ve been my (usual) busy self, I have gotten out of the office here a little bit more recently. And yeah, I’ve run into a number of people who “recognized” me from the TV, including the constantly-drunk very sweet lady who runs the corner store near my (current) apartment, who still calls me “Domnul Vedeta” (Mr. Superstar) every single time I go in … Continue reading Pink Elephants and Hot Lemonade