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Driving home from a New Year's party past lines of cops at every exit, an SAT analogy came to me: Black Friday is to retailers as ______ is to cops. At least they don't have to wait all year to turn a profit.

I hate shopping, and I really hate it at Christmas. A tale of a Toni & Guy gift certificate, an outrageous haircut price, and a Batteries For Life watch deal I can no longer cash in because I lost the tiny little card.

Blood Mountain, October 2005: an idiot computer science major, a don't-jump moment, and the rest of the pictures.

Another revolution of the planet around Sol, back to my effective starting location twenty-six years on. I celebrate by charring some mammal flesh and racing to the DMV to pre-pay for the privilege of owning a car. Happy birthday, universe.

Meet Plant, the sum total of authorized non-human life in my house, finally re-potted after three years root-bound in the same tiny pot. Twelve days later there are three new branches. Plant is cute, green, and ridiculously needy.