
This is “going to work,” according to my five-year-old: seeing who can make the most tally marks on a piece of paper.

This is “going to work,” according to my five-year-old: seeing who can make the most tally marks on a piece of paper.

My son’s cubby was conspicuously missing one of these flyers, since the Assistant Director knows that my husband and I are atheists.
I meant to sit with my thoughts about the election and write tonight. Instead, I ate all evening and binge-watched Good Eats episodes.
No matter which way this election goes tonight, work is going to be intolerable tomorrow.
