Getting Behind My Master
So I’m hanging out on the discount rack of this trendy boutique in Sydney, chatting with the hosiery and feeling sorry for myself, when this big American shows up …
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The Narrator’s Burden
I am walking around with eight weeks of highly confidential information that I am simply not at liberty to share. Such is the burden of a narrator …
An On-Camera Brain Fart
If you’re curious (and even if you’re not), this picture captures the essence of an otherwise healthy brain, collapsing under the weight of Australian expectations.
I’m Almost Certain That’s a Tail
I’m mostly certain that the thing jutting out of the dead kangaroo’s nether regions is its tail. Mostly.
mrWF Scholarship Recipients from 2013
Here’s a video that will never go viral. It features no cats, no talking babies, and no grown-ups falling down the stairs. It’s just footage of a few regular guys making a case for welding, and personally thanking me for Read More …
A Dog Named Grunt
Grunt is a bulldog memorialized on a cinder block wall of a coffee shop, just off the beach on a street with no name, and he took my breath away for two reasons.
The Bahstards Are Steerin
So I go into a convenience store in Sydney to get a bottle of water and some Tam-Tams. As the guy is ringing me up, I notice a sign on the register that says, “Cigarettes under lock and key.” It soon becomes clear why.
G’day, Sydney
Today’s Lesson in Pointless History comes from Sydney, Australia, where I flew down here to help Discovery International promote Dirty Down Under.
All Too Human
I don’t think I’ve ever lost more weight on a 5-mile run.
The Light is Fantastic and Makes Me Look Pretty
Here’s a picture of me sitting on a rock somewhere in the Australian Outback. I’m posting it here for several reasons. 1. The light is fantastic, and makes me looks pretty. 2. You can actually see the flies buzzing around Read More …
What’s Kristen Thinking?
Sometimes my web-mistress takes random photos and asks me to supply a caption, a simple and welcome request. However, I admit to being puzzled by this one.
Nope, Not Fake
This bear looks kinda fake. The bees look kind of fake. I look kinda fake. Consequently, many people were surprised to learn that the bear was in fact real, and not exactly a pet. Among those people, was me.
Essence of Professional Host
Here we have a candid After the Catch photo circa 2007, capturing the essence of the Professional Host.
Through Oscar’s Back Door
There we were on the venerable Sesame Street. Of the events that would unfold, I’m not saying I’m proud. I’m just saying they happened
Twelve Year Old Connor Asks Mike Rowe about Life Lessons He’s Learned
Dear Mr. Rowe: Hello, my name is Connor Watkins, and I am twelve years old. I met you last fall with my dad at the Cleveland Airport. At school we were told to ask successful people what the most important Read More …