Favorites 11.10.15

The palette of November: The sun's always hiding behind purple-grey clouds and then piercing through all last minute, putting those lit-match orange trees into high relief. We can't pretend it's not pretty.

Old friends from other places moving to town for a month: Worlds collide. Your old friends become your new friends. Instead of flying across the country for a jet-lagged visit, you can walk down the street and visit them for a cup of coffee. A cup of coffee!

Not having hives: In a random turn of events, last year at this time I was in the depths of an illness brought on by lead poisoning. Maybe you didn't know? I was probably trying to be brave or some shit when I saw you. Anyway, after a year and a half, after a crap load of doctors and a crap load stress, I no longer have dark circles under my eyes or full-body hives. I am backing this!

The season's first really dark, damp Sunday doing nothing at all: Last weekend winter became real. The cat laid on the couch all day, while the dog laid on the floor. I stayed home and cared nothing about the cold or the rain. I read and watched movies for hours, I didn't give a shit. It was impossibly cozy. By the end of January, we'll be anciently tired of ourselves—but for now, things are just fine.

Asziz Ansari's show Masters Of None: Me and everyone I know—even, let's be honest, you.