Happy Easter junit. Grateful for this whole ridiculous group. Even though none of you deserve it. DGO fellas. Go Day! 🐣

Jerry just texted me from the LIE. It's Easter Sunday at 7am and this man is already in bumper-to-bumper traffic heading to Cobble Hill. Every single day. Long Island to Brooklyn. JERRY. WHY. WHO DOES THIS.

It was totally fine today because it's Easter and the roads are empty. Also Zack you commute from Glen Mills PA so let's not go there. I love my school, I love my kids, I love my commute. DGO. Happy Easter everyone.

Tried a new double IPA last night. Eight and a half percent, tropical nose, dry finish. Genuinely great. Pete I'm looking at you — Bud Light is not a beer, it's a suggestion. We're in our forties. We can do better. This is non-negotiable.

Bud Light is cold, fizzy, cheap, and I can drink twelve of them and still make my deposition. You and your "tropical nose" and "dry finish" talk is embarrassing. It's a beer Lenny. You drink it. Happy Easter.

Watched Hereditary again last night. Still a masterpiece. Alan, Tom, Lenny — I know you three won't watch it because you're a bunch of pussies, but I want to be clear: it's barely even a horror movie. It's more of a family drama. With one or two upsetting scenes. Come on. Be men.

"One or two upsetting scenes" is not the reassurance you think it is, Rob. Alan's not watching it. I'm not watching it. Lenny is definitely not watching it. We are grown men with enough actual stress in our lives. DGO. Happy Easter.

Easter egg hunt this morning. Elise found 22 eggs. I'm 43, crouching to hide eggs in the bushes at 6am with a bad knee. This is the job now. Worth every second. Happy Easter junit. Go Day. 🐇