Last one out of the Kinjaverse, turn out the lights.

Today we are all a grandma on a Tumblr surfboard, shreddin the gnar of this thing called life.

I have no idea what I'm talking about.

This wasn't a week for easy answers. We didn't figure out how to find time-travelers, or whether the Snapchat leaks were a huge hack or a huge hoax. We learned those airport screening for Ebola won't do a damn thing, and that everyone keeps putting up solar panels in the wrong direction. And that 7th Heaven dude turned out to be a pedophile!


On the plus side, we did learn that a space detective is a job that exists in this wide weird world. And we'll have a long weekend to figure out how to fudge our resumes to apply.

What is everyone up to this long weekend, besides thinking of ways to become qualified to work for a space detection agency?

I'll be celebrating Canadian Thanksgiving. It's like American Thanksgiving only there's more maple syrup and family squabbles are way more polite. There will be grandmas, but no grandmas on surfboards.

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