Everything in the last post was a lie.

Moving on! April Fool’s day, such as it was, was kind of a let-down as an April Fool’s day. No clever pranks happened. I was not much nourished by Google’s yearly joke, vaguely amused at Whole Foods’ website, and didn’t really pay a lot of attention otherwise. I’m not going to say I particularly enjoy it–my poor attempts at humor are mostly because I feel it’s sort of obligatory, and because I’m a person who likes to violate Gricean maxims and play with people’s expectations. I like it when it’s clever.

However, I unexpectedly had dinner with Ellen, who is evidently in town. It was a nice time. And, despite this past week having been rather unpleasant by most measures, I’m looking forward to several coming events. In many ways it’s comforting to live in a world where April Fool’s just isn’t a big deal.

Apologies to Michael Wolfe, who is in the future and probably read my atrocities on April 2nd, because of time travel.