Guys, I’m phoning in an order. Let me know if you want anything.

I’ve gone to work, fully expecting to be fired, each day for the last seventeen years.

Office supplies.

This is what air smelled like in the 80’s and it was fucking glorious.

The Mount Rushmore of quality knitwear.

It’s not just me, right?

Sold!

FACT: My home is still furnished with many items I stole from employers in the 90’s.

Aunt Jackie as Mrs. Claus is totally doing it for me.

DRUNK OBSERVATION: I just watched “Broadcast News” for the first time ever and I couldn’t help but draw endless comparisons to “Dawson’s Creek.”