Snow day!

Alternative Capitol Hill sledding location at Eastern High School with the U.S. Capitol locked-down for election certification.


I hear the ghost of Ed Sullivan: “We have a very big shew today!


We finally got here—I’ve got a double Manhattan, a lit tree, most things cleaned and cooked before the holiday, only some wrapping (and lots of Santa-ascribed assembly) to sneak in tomorrow … so, eff it, now I will kick back and watch A Very Murray Christmas.


Tonight I’m remembering Phillip Wearne again. A friend in a chaotic time, and perhaps still also a missed opportunity to learn more from him. He introduced me to Graham Greene’s works, for which I’ll always be grateful.


It’s been a while since I posted an indulgent, vapid photo like this. Cheers, you filthy animals.

What appears to be a whisky cocktail in a rocks glass on a coaster, next to a closed sticker-laden laptop in the foreground. A Christmas tree projecting colorful lights into the ceiling and reflecting off of windows and framed art in the background.

Long day, mostly night.


Some photos from around a foggy U.S. Capitol this morning.


A missed opportunity with The Onion buying Infowars and announcing their plans? What if they quietly acquired & published real critiques of gov’t, political parties, oligarchs' documented corruption and lies? One might succeed in Judo-ing the conspiratorial distrust that isn’t entirely unfounded among some Jones/Trump fans.


Thank you, Noah.

I watch us
in our last, most honest minutes
putting bread on credit, double-
bagging bleach and ketchup, trying
to keep what we love alive.


I still struggle with achieving the right balance of exposure to my local nuclear fusion reaction. Sometimes it is due to my own bad choices, but often I can blame systemic causes. Regardless, I managed a good starting dose this morning and it made a difference.