TUESDAY PRESENTS the various uses of puppies

(Because I am as always here, darling ones, for your edification.)

As social commentary.

As football alternative.

As software.

As panacea.

As trophy-stand.

This one is on the house. This one is better than ever.

There's another more, uh, sane-sounding post coming on this subject (thankfulness) soon, but I'd just like to say this holiday season that I am giving thanks because my friend John, one half of the (former?) sarcastro-noise hot-pants-wearing musical miracle Wolf Wolf, started these shenanigans. It promises to be fucking epic. I hope all of you mutants had wonderful Thanksgivings. I sincerely mean that. Each and every one.

Wizened Space Lizard Perplexed By Earthling Young

Alternatively, here is a blog devoted to photographs of babies in the arms of the Republican's human opponent. We all needed this after the unbelievably infuriating week of news we just OH WAIT IT'S ONLY WEDNESDAY.

Happy thoughts, bitches.

It's been a busy week: my mom was in town and I almost destroyed my boss' website. I'm pretty sure these are unrelated incidents, and she and I had fun regardless - we explored the Natural History Museum and took the Metro-North to have a look around Bronxville/Sarah Lawrence, which is, I discovered, entirely made of gingerbread. We had an amazing dinner at Community Restaurant, eating sourdough bread with spring garlic confit at communal tables next to three opinionated and voluble gay Columbia students who may or may not have been talking about wanting to fellate Barack Obama. I got her to try Pinkberry and she got me to watch "The Mummy." We visited Times Square, ate lunch in Bryant Park and, once closer to home, ate the very best cupcakes on the Upper West Side.

Trouble is, now she's gone, and work has become a more highly evolved form of babysitting and there are some days when it's really hard not to answer the phone with, "Dunder-Mifflin, this is Pam." If you, too, have constant unsupervised internet access at work and are missing your family who live across the country, here are some of the things that have been making my days a little sunnier:

George Orwell has a blog now.
Surrealist paintings and surrealistic painted Polaroids.
Penny Arcade's contribution to the ongoing iAppliance craze.
And Chris Onstad in the New Yorker Online yet again.