Monday Pack o’ Joe
What, you say Hallowe’en isn’t a national holiday? Well, it damn well should be!
Curse of the Fly
Our mail-in ballots arrived yesterday afternoon. I filled mine out this morning.
(Relatively) Unashamed
It still jars to have to think about, plan around, and reassure friends and readers we’re taking measures to stay safe during this goddamn pandemic. I don’t want it to be the new normal. There’s nothing normal about it.
Mars Observing the Full Range of Precautions
If I was an observer on Mars, interpreting television signals from Earth, about all I could say with certainty right now is “something’s up, and I don’t like the looks of it.”
Do the Mashed Potato with Me
The media isn’t going to change. Critical thinking skills are more important than ever. If your first thought is “good luck with that,” I’m with you, baby. We’re doomed. Got any donuts?
AITA, Kamala?
AITA for pressuring my wife to ask her sister not to visit?
Twelve Is the New Seven
Thank goodness for books and streaming TV, because this week will be one long Trump rally.
Tuesday Is a Trousers Day
Been wondering when I’ll put on a pair again. Trousers, I mean.