Ghost pepper smokey cheddar cube on a latke. Can’t tell me anything tonight.

Every time I see the Notre Dame athletic director in the news I think of that little Bevilacqua kid

Noticing

I’m calling it. It’s Sinéad O’Connor winter. This week I’ve heard the radio and various places play more Sinéad than I’ve heard in the past five or more years combined. It’s motion. Not the singles, either. WTMD hit me during drive time rush with “Stretched On Your Grave” yesterday.

As a Miami Hurricanes fan I've felt some version of this with every other team's fanbase for as long as I can remember.

"A lot of A.I.’s choices make sense when you understand that it’s constantly tickling the Simpsons."

Joe Wenderoth, Baltimore legend, with a daily epistle.

Had a vivid dream last night entirely about me purchasing a handful of songs on the iTunes music store.

Who’s gonna tell him about the demographics of South Florida?

Now that that’s settled don’t talk to me again about Kalshi.

Miami gets it to represent the conference + on the merits (beat Notre Dame + won common opponent vs Alabama) …or Let Alabama in as the 4th SEC team in spite of them sucking for a month + have no ACC teams make it. Easy choice for me on the merits and ESPN ratings, but the committee’s not rational.

Explaining the way touchdowns and extra point scoring works with my six-year-old, doing everything in my power to avoid saying “6-7.”

The dream of the 90s lives on in Remington, Baltimore’s premier Friday night neighborhood. A pie from Doppio and this week’s pulls from @beyondvideo.bsky.social. Immaculate.

Going middle school boy mode (outside without a coat)

Am I reading the national signing day reports correctly that Miami signed a kid from Delaware?

No matter what I hope next year’s Miami game in South Bend is a biblical, scorched earth scenario.

Sending “Sorry [Name] but that’s the way the cookie Crumbls” texts to half the people I know from back home.

I just don't like it when somebody has a random 88 in their email address.

"His scribbled visions, in some way, contained his desires and regrets. At the same time, perhaps they protected him from the things that were simply too painful to say directly."

Free idea for a play: www.newyorker.com/magazine/202...

"It’s only a matter of time before AI renders hundreds of thousands of enslaved scammers as redundant ... Is there a sector better placed to profit from the automated generation of complex dialogue than one that steals billions of dollars a year through sloppily written messages?"

"The boys will be in my arms, as long as eels, unless they don’t want this, unless they reject their savior."

"Look at the glory of true love which fails and fails and fails and fails and yet our kisses go WAKE UP! Or, our dribbles, in the case of Wake Forest women’s basketball!"

Sometimes people balk when I suggest meetings could've been emails but like, even exorcism inquiries can be emails, apparently. harpers.org/archive/2025...

(Bawlmer bookseller voice) Oh no sorry hon we just sold out of AMERICAN CANTO

The prophecy foretells that Lane will one day wind up completing the full Oregeron in Coral Gables, @apdirtybird.bsky.social

Saw a 14-point spread on Wake-Duke this weekend and did a triple take

Daughter asked if I needed a coat to get the mail

Day at the museum

“A man becomes preeminent, he's expected to have enthusiasms. Enthusiasms, enthusiasms. What are mine? What draws my admiration? What is that which gives me joy? Baseball!”

Daniel Clowes’s MONICA (and VELVET GLOVE… before that); Jeff Vandermeer’s SOUTHERN REACH series; Roque Larraquy’s COMEMADRE; a fair amount of Coen Brothers films and Takashi Miike flicks as well; Bong Joon-ho’s MEMORIES OF MURDER; Villaneuve’s ENEMY; THE CHAIR COMPANY (only half joking on that one!)

“If a person cannot display ceramic eggs in a museum, I think as I stand on the right of an escalator, then a great deal is at risk.”

How I felt rocking up to dinner last night with 2 pies and the GBC

MJ Lenderman should play the Thanksgiving Day parade

When I was in Boy Scouts one of the other kids was the son of an actual Rockette. That’s my Thanksgiving Day parade bona fide.

Thanksgiving Day parade is such serious business in this house that eldest had to bring her hair brush downstairs, couldn’t waste time brushing upstairs.

KEXP YouTube sessions are Seattle’s best propaganda.

Movie wants badly to be the Terrence Malick version of a perfect novella by one of my favorite authors and yet like everything Netflix touches it is lacking in translation: too literal, not majestic enough, and the ending is not true to the book in a way that violates its meaning. (Also hi me!)

“In practice, it feels like a crowdsourced lobotomy.”

"He belonged to a dynasty of sausage-slingers"

My man would’ve loved Smell-o-Vision

“The Southeastern Conference Sweating championships” is what separates prime Harry Crews from the interlopers

Did everyone know there’s a new Grace Krilanovich novel on the way? If so, you all failed to get sufficiently excited.

Between Rubio and Halligan, bad week for UMiami law grads.

Tuna sliders with a half egg nog / half cold brew concoction. The government could’ve saved the people of New Mexico a lot of trouble by simply operating nuclear tests in my stomach.

They’re playing Phoenix’s “Fences” loud on the PA because the dream of the aughts didn’t die, it just moved to the suburbs.

Hitting the Owings Mills Wegmans the Sunday before Thanksgiving.