A welcome distraction from the unpleasantness of the day:

New Kristin Hersh on the internets, donation model.

Don't say I never brought you anything!

Also, these doughnuts are lonely without you. So lonely. Guess I'll have to put them out of their misery now....

But for us, he'll make an exception.

This is what you're getting for Easter.

(Not that I celebrate Easter. But it's an excuse.)

The spirochete is particularly adorable.

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Otherwise, under the circumstances, I'd recommend we all get togged up and go to the Equality Ball on Inauguration night.

So what shall we do on the 20th? Anything to keep us out of the limo traffic around the Hill...

What I'm wearing under my pinstripes today.

(thank you, batwrangler, for Santa Dead Bugs!)

This morning's top headline: "Frogspawn learn the smell of death."

Ribbit.

You need me?

'Cause I was thinking of going home for the week.

Mom and Dad home, I mean. This weather is killing me.

After work, let's all go to a club that's just like work!*

*Except that you have to pay a $750 minimum. Even my job doesn't have, er, incentives like that.