Mike Rowe

Few quick things, on a rainy morning in Charlotte. First of all, say hello to Rachel. Rachel is a little freaked out. A few minutes ago she was walking through the Charlotte airport listening to my podcast. Then she bumped in to me. Literally. It’s a very strange sensation to bump into someone in real life at the precise moment you’re listening to them in your headphones. The brain doesn’t quite know what to do. And so you do the only thing you can – you ask for a photo to commemorate this odd form of singularity, and pose for Read More