Hello good people!

So here we are again. I've already hit snooze four times on my reminder to write this week's newsletter intro, and I still don't have anything interesting to report. I mean, I have a very rich interior life and deep thoughts about many things, but considering how closely my parents (Hi Mom, Hi Dad!) read into everything I write here, that stuff is probably better suited to my live journal. (I still love you both dearly).

We're working away frantically here at our final big reveal for the year, so it's all hands on deck here. In anticipatory celebration, I've got our first 'real' family holiday lined up which took almost a gruelling week of trawling through every one star review on Tripadvisor.

I'm not sure why I do this, but for some reason I just trust the low ratings more. Even though the people who write them are obviously insane and have a huge axe to grind, and are remarkably adept at photographing tile grout in low light locations. That said, each one star review just tends to fester in my brain until I completely delegitimise the thing before I even experience it. This is why I only eat lunch from a small number of places and can never watch anything on Netflix longer than 24 minutes. I have more to say on this, but I'll save it for the old LJ.

Anyway, I'm resolving to leave more reviews in my own life. We need more good reviews on the internet. Not great reviews, like five stars. More like four stars. Four seems reasonable. Here's my first one - five stars for all of our artists and the amazing work they do every week. Four and a half stars for my brilliant editorial transitions. That's all for now.