Personal discovery: when you rise to the point that your name is on the door of the place, it's somehow less embarrassing when you carelessly make 20 people's workspace smell like burnt popcorn.
Last 5 posts by Ken
- Anatomy Of A Scam Investigation, Chapter Ten - February 5th, 2012
- Marc Stephens Threatens Me Some More - February 3rd, 2012
- Now I Belong To The Ages - January 31st, 2012
- The Road to Popehat: The Oracle At Popehat Edition - January 27th, 2012
- Step Right Up For The Thursday Censorious Asshat Roundup - January 26th, 2012

