In which we take a break from our usual form, explore the kind of music my editing brain likes best, imagine parachuting book fairies who sing Christmas songs every night, and make friends with a pair of unsuspecting library staffers.

In which we do a bit of reminiscing, let our conversation get spiritual, book a play date, coin the word "replicatory," and get a first look at the title of my upcoming book.

In which we spend some time with my grandparents, consider the benefits of corrupting the youth, let Skype & the stars & Earthrise blow our minds, and appreciate the wonder of how learning more helps us to know less.

In which we learn new words in order to feel more emotions, convince our bodies that that cupcake is actually a muffin, compare Oregon Trail to Fifa '17, and explore the cognitive benefits of learning to use chopsticks with a non-dominant hand.

In which we stop beating ourselves up for not being good at meditation, take a peak into the penalty-taker's conundrum, start to understand why we're so negative, and create a platform from which we can deconstruct our spiritual ideas of "who we really are."

In which we explore the relationship between tickling and fighting, hang out with some monkeys and an invisible gorilla, develop a theory of why people feel competitive urges during yoga, and end up talking way more about sex than I'd originally intended. 

In which we look at the psychological and neuroscientific background of laughter; combine an interrobang with a colon; imagine ourselves as aliens; take the piss out of Elizabeth Barnett; and employ a series of parentheses, brackets, and braces that probably only I find hilarious.  

In which we weigh the stupendous benefits of social connection against the virtues of solitude, come to see FaceTime in a new light, learn why Fido gives us a warm and fuzzy feeling, and discover that we're all cousins in a great big Royal Family.

In which we reclaim "sexy" for the nerds, bend space-time with our minds, learn about learning from both our hunter-gather ancestors and the octopus, and split an infinitive.