When winter settles into the Pacific Northwest, indoor puzzles take over. Pond hockey complete. Hot chocolate time.

While driving on Christmas Eve, I heard a delightful NPR story revisiting the children who sang in A Charlie Brown Christmas. I thought you’d enjoy hearing it too.

BREAKING: Christmas is Thursday, which means scarves, candles, and calendars have entered their moment. 🎁

Happy Monday, the day after the Winter Solstice. The sun is up, doing the absolute bare minimum.

The Powerball is up to $1.7 billion. Because what this country really needs right now is one more person who can afford everything.

I’ve decided Thursday is basically Friday’s waiting room with really outdated magazines.

On what would have been his 76th birthday, we remember USGS volcanologist Dr. David A. Johnston.

This story is must-see TV. Strong local journalism in action.

The Land of 10,000 Lakes also knows how to do a sunrise. Good morning!

Walking on a frozen lake is basically surround sound anxiety. Every crack, boom, and whale-song groan is the ice whispering, “Relax… probably fine… statistically speaking.”

Rep Lauren Boebert's now-explained campaign expenses at a Kid Rock concert were tied to her $12,000/person fundraiser in a suite at the Kid Rock show. That's about $521 for every diggy-diggy-diggy in Bawitdaba, or $173 on a per diggy basis.

The Tupperware in my fridge has turned into a mystery box. Could be mashed potatoes… could be a portal. I’m not opening it to find out.

Plot twist: The missing piece was alive.

Would you rather sip a Mai Tai or fight a moose? Choose wisely.

Monday wouldn’t be so bad if it started around noon and arrived with coffee and a muffin.

Hat tip to the Washington State Ferries marketing team. Only they could make “everyone smoking under the No Smoking sign” feel like peak vintage charm. It’s the running gag we didn’t know we needed. Nicotine not included. 😆

Cyber Monday is just Black Friday in sweatpants with fewer witnesses.

We’ve entered the part of Thanksgiving weekend where leftovers may become science experiments.

ATTENTION: We have reached the point in the holiday weekend where all leftover pies become “breakfast pies.”

I’m thankful tomorrow is Friday.

I’m thankful that my jeans still button… technically.

I’m thankful for phone flashlights, because apparently I live in the dark now and can’t read menus without them.

I’m thankful the turkey came out great, even though I mostly just stood around the kitchen pretending to supervise.

Thankful for gravy: the official Thanksgiving moisturizer for dry turkey.

I’m thankful for Tums, because I’ve reached the age where seasoning is a threat.

I’m thankful for the universal skill of fixing things by just unplugging and plugging them back in.

I’m thankful that my family still lets me carve the turkey even though we all know I’m mostly doing performance art.

At this point Thanksgiving should rebrand as Black Friday Eve: The Carb Loading Edition.

Earlier today, I was notified that someone was at my door. This is who it was:

Thursday is when I start making a list of who’s not allowed to speak to me on Friday. Congratulations to this week’s winners!

Tree said, “I’m done,” and dropped its whole outfit in one day. Fall’s quickest costume change ever.

“Sunny Disposition” Self portrait 1970.

The Commanders might want to rethink their stadium naming plans because the fans just ran the most honest focus group in NFL history.

Saturday night ferry ride to Seattle. Destination: fine dining and questionable decisions. 🍷

Are you watching Pluribus on Netflix? It’s Contact meets Breaking Bad, and somehow the aliens don’t even need to show up for it to be insane. 👽

Ripping around the coolest rink in the Pacific Northwest. Hockey thighs save lives!

Daylight saving ends tonight, so enjoy your extra hour of sleep and five months of darkness.

This is why I drink Canadian whiskey. It’s smooth enough to make me apologize before I even say something dumb.

I’m not sure why they call them “relief” pitchers. Every time they take the mound, I’m anxious as hell!

Meteorologist’s delight, what curious clouds drift into sight?

The Seasonal witch migration in full swing.

It’s been a horror show since last fall but at least today comes with better costumes and candy. 🎃

Does anyone know if The Great Pumpkin showed up, or did we get ghosted for the 59th year in a row?

Yesavage is 100% printing this and hanging it like it’s the Mona Lisa.

Over 600 pitches later, the longest World Series game in history ends, and all of North America finally goes to bed.

It’s getting late…

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To reach the isolated eastern Uganda mountain communities that need her help, nurse Agnes Nambozo scales a treacherous 1,000-foot ladder that is too steep for small children, mothers carrying babies and the sick to climb down. PBS News Weekend's John Yang reports.