Last night, Penelope had a dinner date, but nobody to watch her children. So being the great co-workers that we are, Ryan and I put Cinco de Mayo on hold and spent an evening getting to know her two sons. They’re both very smart kids, and I learned (...)

There are few things as fundamental and as frustrating to the human experience as moving. When I was a kid, my parents had lived in the same house for their entire marriage, and they had no interest in living anywhere else and happily commuted quite a distance to work every (...)