When you’re single and it rolls around to winter time, you’re likely to get sick. If you’re like me, a premie-baby with a lowered immune system, you get sick a lot. I’ve gotten used to it over the years, and now just expect to catch a cold every 2-3 weeks and be OK with getting the flu 3 times per year.

1. Wire and Twine - New goods from Chris Glass. Chris was a former classmate of someone with whom I used to work along side in Cincinnati. I began following his site a few years back (as well as his contributions to Coudal and work with Woxy). A great designer and photographer, this newest venture for Chris looks oh-so-promising. And as soon as I can save up $20, that “Flourish” shirt is mine!
2. Clearification - The Wife is a stand-up comedy freak, so it’s no surprise that I had seen some of Dimitri Martin’s work prior to his appearances on The Daily Show. This site perfectly captures the spirit of his comedy, and has some pretty great short movies to waste some time with. He’s the anti-Dane Cook.
3. Scarves - That word looks funny pluralized. I always thought wearing a scarf made me look pretentious and nerdy, which is why I resisted wearing them for so long. But now that my parking spot is a healthy pace from my office, I’m learning just how invaluable these things really are.
4. Interview with a Hanna Barbara artist on color theory - Though it sounds dry and boring, a lot of what Art Lozzi has to say is absolutely invaluable (and applies to most anything that utilizes color). Old(er) people are so damn smart.
5. Flavored creamer for your coffee - I try and drink my coffee black. If the coffee is good enough, I prefer it that way. But some days when I’m craving an extra cup of joe at work (and what I’ve made at home is gone), I have to suck it up and drink the sh*t coffee. It’s free, but it tastes like sawdust soaked in motor oil. But whomever left that Vanilla Carmel Sugar-Free Creamer in the break room, you are my savior this week. I didn’t choke on a single sip of java this week thanks to you.

What no one warned me of was what happens to your immune system when you get married. All of a sudden, not only am I sporting my own deficient defense systems, but I am now taking on attacks from the woman who sleeps next to me. And though she’s been banished to the far reaches of the other side of the bed, it’s innevitable. I’m now getting sick. Again. Because of her.

I might as well just start licking everything I see so that I can get sick first and then pass it onward like a twisted gift. Just to spite her.