I don't think we can technically call him the Intern anymore since he's had full time (and salaried) employment for years now, but he'll always be the Intern around here.
And he's back!
New job, new city, but familiar living arrangements as he stays with us while he gets settled in Music City.
So we're loading up the fridge and adding a few routes to sporting events to his new landscape.
And nothing says welcome like a murky fish tank, so guess what his room-warming present is?
(This fish flakes are under your pillow, Dan. Welcome to Nashville.)