This cake showed up in the break room today, a gift from one of our suppliers, who evidently wants to put us all in sugar comas before the day ends. I know it’s a purple poinsettia, but the more I stare into the center of the bloom, the more I see alien eyes staring back at me.

On this date in 2008: The Secret to My Success
One year ago: Done and Undone
Two years ago: no entry
Three years ago: Nothing Ice Can Stay
Four years ago: ABC Spin Quilt
Five years ago: I See You When You’re Driving
Six years ago: Older Than Dirt