On the one hand, we're all doing terribly. But on the other, I'm currently losing the least, which just goes to show that the universe really is just a roiling mass of entropy. In case there was any doubt. Which lately there has not been.
Found the crossword puzzle I made for computer class in 6th grade. Expecting a recruitment call from the New York Times any day now.
The last-minute cobbling together of this year's Christmas "tree" from dumpster scraps, an antique broom handle, and generous quantities of duct tape is almost too perfect a metaphor for our times than I can bear.
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Happy Holidays, folks.
Here's to keeping it together, against the odds.