Safely returned from Key West and only slightly sunburned. All right, a lot sunburned. That’s what you get when you stick a pasty British man in the beautiful Florida sunshine.
I was able to do an interview while down South, finding time to sit down to lunch with a stranger in-between such time-consuming holiday activities as swimming and napping.
But first I have to write up an interview from July in New York City, which will come with new videos of me embarrassing myself. Expect that one within the next week or so, with podcasts starting up again soon after that article is online.
Oh, and that picture above is of me — ever so slightly hungover — riding a wooden bull while surrounded by Ernest Hemingway lookalikes outside Sloppy Joe’s Bar in Key West. I don’t think it really warrants any further explanation.