It’s 11:52pm and I’m sitting in the lobby of the St. James Hotel in Cimarron, New Mexico. This is the only place I can get a solid wifi signal. The front desk lady was very sweet and doesn’t mind me invading her quiet, empty lobby as I loudly bang away at my computer. I’m a notoriously loud typer.

I'm in America, Creepy Corneristas!What am I doing here? Well, aside from suffering from a Jet Lag Insanity Circus (it's 3:30am right now and while my brain says, "SLEEP" my body says, "ISN'T IT TIME TO EAT DINNER AGAIN?") and attending a wedding, Mr. Louise and I are about to embark on the longest

Don't get the curry crab, Louise. Don't do it. There's no way you can do this gracefully. "I'll have the curry crab, thank you!"On day one of our three-day FANCY Macau vacation, my friend Abby and I decided to treat ourselves to a FANCY lunch in our FANCY hotel. FANCY. I admit I may ...Continue

You know who I hate? This "lady."" tml-embed-width="420" tml-embed-height="315" tml-render-layout="inline">For the full effect, I highly recommend watching the video with the sound on. As disturbing as it is, how many times did you hit replay?Welcome to the "uncanny valley." Come on in, your