Today, I was reminded that I am in fact a Vikings fan. And tonight’s loss affected my mood in a way that I’m not proud of.

Gateful for Saturdays with no plans and nothing urgent. Grateful for cold brew coffee and half-and-half. Grateful for warm snuggly dogs.

The end of an era: Common Roots is closed.

They were a really integral part of making my wedding day amazing.

Elon Musk was never a liberal, and his plans for Twitter were never benevolent - Thomas Zimmer - The Guardian

It’s not just me.

I’m thinking about the uncertainty that I have, and that I see others demonstrate, regarding social media services. Do I hang on, hoping for the best, or do I cut ties because I can provably show toxicity? If I cut ties, am I abdicating responsibility? How responsible am I?

Our social media is imperfect, like we are. All of our good intentions come back to us with their unintended consequences. And there it is, all on the record.

Perhaps moreso on the holidays than at other times, but always:

There are too many dirty dishes to do your kitchen prep.

The bag for the garbage can was just changed, how is it so full?

How has it already been a week since I did the laundry?

Watched It’s a Wonderful Life, again, today. I’m not sure how many times I’ve seen it from start to finish. It’s easy to point to the happy ending to instantly paint it as “Hollywood” or too simplistic. But if you’re a survivor, the titular message is profound.

Bad habit: Posting directly from the web-based editor. And correcting. And correcting. And correcting. I’ve made a small investment in editors. I should use one that points out the spelling errors, at least? It would be cool if I didn’t post basic errors for all to see.