Wherein we discuss empty coffers and the vices of Netflix binging.
Wherein we discuss more of Wrath’s ranks and the Taco Bell menu.
Wherein I discuss rallies where things are #notokay and why knowing is the first step towards the ultimate goal of empathy.
Wherein I share the secret to a well timed joke before fleeing for donuts.
Wherein we meet the debatable first woman ever created and explore the nature of the joys of tax returns.
Wherein we discover a bar you’ll never visit even if it has a solid yelp review.
Wherein we meet the Executive Director of Wrath in his first corporate project, and discover that demons feel feelings too.
Wherein we meet Karen, the Nats espouse the virtues of Sunday Funday, and the differences between analogy and metaphor are briefly discussed and ignored.
Wherein I revisit a topic from last week with some help from my favorite non-Batman Christopher Nolan film.
Wherein a hipster causes a hungover chef chagrin, but is still cheerfully accorded a seat at the table.