Stuff you should put on your to-do list this week.
“Existentialism, like mononucleosis, is a wasting disease that afflicts college students across America almost as soon as they unpack their laptops and iPod docking stations.” Con Chapman has the cure.
“The vile blob is shaped exactly like the can. The way the ridges are still indented into the side of the quivering mass—it makes me shudder.” Nick Honeywell has your Thanksgiving FAQs.
“As soon as the sun starts hanging low in the sky, so many moods to follow. People who write textbooks call it ‘Seasonal Affective Disorder.’ I call it ‘just another reason winter sucks.’” Never fear: Sarah Murrell has the cure.
“Pets are equally and lovable and challenging, but if we humans don’t tap into our compassionate side and reciprocate their unconditional, and sometimes disgusting, love, who will?” Katie Donnar examines the darker side of pet ownership.
“I thought about some of the places I’ve haunted–the places I could feel safe, hidden away from a world that gets to be too much sometimes. And those are the kinds of places I’d like for my eternal rest.” Ken Honeywell considers eternity.
“This Punchlist is the first I’ve written in months. This is the first I’ve wanted to write in over a year. Since I was in third grade, I’ve filled notebooks upon notebooks with writing.” Christopher Newgent is writing again.
“Gene Wilder totally nailed the Willy Wonka thing. I mean, the epileptic-mongoose-in-a-hurricane hairstyle, the secret-loaded twinkle in the eye, the occasional tangent of possible psychosis with just a hint of Santa Claus.” And other thoughts Ann Henry-Callahan had in the shower.
“Sure, here I was, set to be the guy in the window, so I somewhat mistakenly thought I’d become some kind of tourist attraction. I mentally prepared myself to deal with passersby tapping on the glass, pointing, taking pictures, or waking me up at 3 a.m.”