You never know what you are going to pick up as a new talent when you move to Mexico. Many of my friends, for instance, have become fluent in Spanish after immersing themselves in language classes for eight hours a day for months.
I went to one class with Michelle and discovered there was little time for drinking of any sort, just work, work, work. I told my disappointed wife that I did not retire to chain myself to a new millstone; no, I was made to frolic. I would rather carry on using my useful ability to mime my . . .
