THEY COME, THEY GO
Bradykins came to visit this weekend. Yay.

Bradykins left this morning to return to DC. Boo.

Bradykins caught the 6:05 AM train, which meant that we had to be up at 4:30 AM after not getting to bed sleep until 12:30 AM. Super-boo.

I am dragging today, folks. Dragging. And not in a high-heels-and-cheap-wig-and-big-attitude sort of way.

Speaking of coming and going (nice segue, eh?), it's time to dip into my template and clean up some links.

First, bid The Kicker goodbye.
[UPDATE: Whoa! Apparently everyone jumped to the same conclusion, and decided that, in light of New York mag's regime change, a technical difficulty was actually a permanent disconnection. The Kicker is, in fact, alive and well, and working out its glitches. I'd say that I regret the error, but Elizabeth Spiers has no knowledge that this site even exists, so I'll just sit back and watch her beat up Gawker for the false report. Heh.]

Next, go see Mark and Mumblesalot at their new homes.

Finally, welcome Hot Toddy of Toaster Oven and Richard Evans Lee's Edifying Spectacle to TRL's Recommended Reads.

(There. That doesn't really qualify as work, but it feels like it.)