Though I'm still pretty sick, I stayed up much later than intended in part because nibs and I were riffing on Italy-centric puns and I simply couldn't bail until we found one for "Florence." We might be sorta square, gang.

Dude I work with decided to work through heavy sickness a few days ago. Now a quarter of the place, including me, is out.

A couple nights ago, Skim came to us for a conversation we’ve been dreading for a while - she’s having a hard time with the fact that Miette is funnier than she is, and has other qualities that she wishes she had.

I think it’s good advice to anyone not to spend too much time comparing him or herself to others. I desperately hope this doesn’t eat away at her; she’s an excellent person and incredibly creative.

In life I refer to people as "Donkeylips" a lot. I didn't watch Salute Your Shorts all that often, but that stuck with me.

The Milkmaid and Skim, as always, promised this would be the year but fell off an hour or so before midnight.

...of 2017, but not this half-baked running joak.

Seeing The Last Jedi with Skim this morning. Very interested to see how I’ll feel about it.

Throughout my life, I haven't been defined by naivete. The current landscape of sexual harassment is a huge exception. I have, at times, second-guessed myself after dirty jokes; with as large as this pool of jackasses has become, I'm understanding more and more why my occasional crass joke is always forgiven by the women in my life: I could simply be so much worse than this, and all too many women have experienced it firsthand.

I knew mankind was flawed; I didn't think we were still Neanderthals.

How do we get better? Is this a good start, or a bandage that will get ripped off in time when America moves on to a different complaint? I genuinely hope we're growing right now, but I trust you'll pardon my cynicism.

I hope so. If it's going to be this cold, at least give me the interesting visual.

Nog isn't my drink, but if it's yours, enjoy!

Today I expect to help a lot of people that are very angry and incredulous that the most popular Christmas items are already sold out by the 23rd of December.