Some days I just want to stick the finger to all things Americana and "heritage." You know, those afternoons when all you want is to drop the axe, flannel and beard for something a little more...shall we say, stoic and shredded. Yes, today is one of them. And yes, I'm forever grateful to the Japanese for creating a particular kind of shred envy that I will A) never own and B) never fit into. But I digress. In the meantime, little secrets like Mindtrive will have me triggering for the scissors, translators and a guidance councelor.
