Other than the ramp-up to Christmas, Decembers rarely are as consequential and interesting as this.
From one former boss making an outrageous and inappropriate comment to two widely-beloved friends of mine to another being convicted of crimes in a Baltimore courtroom, it rarely gets more exciting from the perspective of zeitgeist watchers like me.
Indeed, what a week it's been. That's why I decided to close it out with the song I just can't seem to get out of my head. It's dedicated to Paul "I don't know...help me, Henry" Schurick.