Lucas P. Anderson used to drive an hour each way so he could speak Spanish for a living. His current job has something to do with computers and is well within snowshoeing distance. He lives near Chicago with two dogs, three children, and a wife who makes it all possible.
In Disney World, but not of Disney World
When we find ourselves three steps inside the turnstiles of the Most Manufactured Place on Earth; when we disembark from the Pooh ride into shelf after shelf of overpriced Pooh product, how should we react—as parents, as ticketholders, as citizens of the culture at large?
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