Re-set Re-set

Okay, kids, “re-set day” is drawing to a close. I hope we all noticed and enjoyed so many awesome things that we will be carried through the weekend on a cloud of bonhomie and be dropped gently into Monday morning with our sense of serenity and our capacity for cheer still completely intact. You are all very special to your editors here at The Awl-yes, even you-and I’m glad we were able to share this celebration together. In other news, I’m completely out of ideas on what to end the week with (I was going to do a Listicle Without Commentary on the 31 Best Porn Films Based On The Cinematic Oeuvre of Elvis Presley, but I’ve actually only seen Blew Hawaii and Follow That Cream, so I would not have been able to bring the necessary degree of intellectual rigor to the project), so if don’t yet feel completely rejuvenated, well, give this a shot. Because, man, I have GOT to get out of here: that hot dog is crying out for some bourbon to push it all the way down. Have as nice a weekend as you can have, burdened as you are with the knowledge that Hurley dies.