I am awake and alive, mostly, though I continue to be numbed to my core by the inanity of RED NOTICE (marriage is, if nothing else, the perpetual final exam in the art of compromise) and how exhausted I am with Ryan Reynolds's schtick. Also – like/unlike my tolerance for Reynolds's schtick (un– because I actually enjoy writing it), – almost done with this weekend's newsletter, a short one because it's RE/EMERGENCE0005 + subscriber-exclusive alternate EJK-takes weekend; wide release on Wednesday. Tagshuffle will continue, Sunday visits abound with attendant dread; the day awaits.

(PS I need to include mushrooms in my omelette every morning; that was DELICIOUS.)