So, December.
So you’re starting a PAC and you need a name for it, something bland and generic and completely de-emphasizing your plan to replace all the caffeinated coffee in the world with decaf, you evil bastard. Here’s a name generator for you.
Roxane Gay takes a tire iron to this year’s Best American Short Stories, and it seems pretty well-deserved to me.
Kentucky is getting its very own Disneyland for Dumbasses.
On Thursday, I was giving exams, which meant I was looking at my computer while my student scribbled furiously into their blue books, and in the morning the Twitter was all abuzz with the story of NASA discovering alien life. Not quite. Cool, but not that.
Mr. Fish does a pretty good job of summing up my current feelings about Wikileaks.
