You may be vaccinated. You may be agitated. But spring, and hope, and cats are marching on, and I hope you’ll come along.
There’s nothing — absolutely nothing — wrong with a Festive Holiday Gathering(TM). But let’s be real (since this is the internet, the safest possible place for sincerity): sometimes such shindigs are a mile wide and an inch deep.
We came. We marched fourth. We marched thirty-first, even. And now, we shall April.
Sometimes 28 days can feel like the longest month of the year. This was no ordinary February.
Maybe this month’s round-up is delayed because the Tonight Show just moved back to New York. Maybe this month’s round-up is delayed because New Jersey has gotten so much snow that road crews are actually pouring actual pickle juice on the roads in a fiesta of frozen brine.* Maybe this month’s round-up is delayed because […]
I do not know if the Garden State has an official gem.** I do know, however, that it has a hidden treasure, the jewel of New Jersey: the rare striped Ruby.
Before we forge ahead, let’s address the elephant in the room. Following Tashi‘s death, it feels sacrilegious to just pick up and go on with the business of joy.
The cats would like you to know they sincerely believe in you, and they believe 2014 is going to be Your Year. You’re finally going to finish The Brothers Karamazov. You’re going to beat level 103 of Candy Crush. You’re going to find out what the fox says. But first, there’s the small matter of […]