This year’s Housemouse reincarnation is roaming in search of that elusive warmth; in this place, I'll be stunned if they find it. DogChildren being suitably incompetent in Housemouse pursuit but, as is my home repair credo, "they tried."

Other news: I'm removing pictures from these morning posts as a.) since I'm no longer posting them to Twitter I don't care if they don't have images because I don’t feel the need to enrich the timelines of disembodied avatars; b.) I like the way the site looks with just text for these; and c.) PR's carbon footprint is atrocious and I'm doing my part and now I need to plant more trees.

WorkHack: the secret to returning to The Work after diabetically-mandated breakfast is to not let yourself have that second cup of coffee until you return to your desk.

The dogchildren require sustenance and then: back to work, back to coffee; this fortnight’s MacroParentheticals dispatch should arrive in 90, +/-.