Dang!

I had a baby. (For a little while.)

I often don't have Caturday, but, I mean, look at this one.

Great lede, great lede.

Yes, I do like this.

One of our Billfold contributors, Jia Tolentino, entered a finance contest we posted about on our site, and won $1,000, which she has decided to donate to a school in Kyrgyszstan. We were sent this time-elapsed flashlight photo from a field behind the school as a thank you. It's very sweet.

I hope people realize that we purposely placed that awl in our video.

(Photo: Gregg Segal/TIME)

This fiction is the truth.

I just got this emailed to me. Subject line: Mike Dang's Burger Eating Pokemon.

Saving this photo because it includes hugs and two really great athletes. (But mostly because of the hugs.)

Logan and I were trying to look up a Law and Order episode.

We met at a party in Brooklyn that started after 10 p.m. — I don't usually go to parties that start after 10 p.m. because I am usually in bed by then, and I worry about the amount of time it takes to get home after the clock strikes midnight and the trains suddenly decide to arrive and depart on its own bewildering schedule. You said, "You look familiar," and I said, "Maybe because we've already met." We had never met. You asked, "How do you know so-and-so?" and we went through the motions of playing six degrees of separation. Your friends came over, and you introduced me to them, and they asked us how we knew each other, and we said that we had just met, and they laughed and said, "It looks like you've met one another before," and I said, "I know, I said that too, isn't it funny?" You left me with your friends to go buy yourself another drink, and your friends were nice, except for that one person, you know who I'm talking—the one who said, "Oh, so you're just another writer." You came back with two drinks, and you said, "I got this for you because I saw you were running low," and I backed away, and said I couldn't let someone I just met buy me a drink, because I have a thing about feeling indebted to people who pay for things for me, so I try to never let anyone pay for things for me, so I took out my wallet and pushed a $10 bill into your hand and you said, "Just let me do this, I want to do this, this is what friends do and we're friends now." So I took the drink, and you said, "That wasn't so hard, was it?" We talked a little more, and then I said I had to go talk to some other friends and that it was nice to meet you, and you said likewise. I chatted with my friends for an hour, and went home, and waited for a train to come at an inexplicable time to take me to my stop. I remember checking my watch when the train arrived: 2:17 a.m. I remember standing with your friends by a heat lamp, and one of your friends, a tall girl with long curly hair grabbed my arm and said, "You should have brought a thicker jacket." I remember that the drink I drank was named after an ocean. A few days ago, you sent me an email that said, "Hey there, we haven't met in real life, but I've seen you around the web and I wanted to introduce myself to you. Hope to meet you sometime soon."

When there's nothing to do, everyone here heads to the sea.