I like to think

of the seasons as party guests: summer comes in hot (that’s right, a pun right out the gate) and dips from the party early on a high note, leaving everyone wanting more. Fall is the guest that everyone knows and gets along with—mellow, good conversationalist, always rocking a plaid button down. Winter is the guest that overstays their welcome, sitting around your living room well after the party ended with a cup of coffee, oblivious to all the passive remarks you’ve made about wanting to get to sleep. And spring is the old friend that everyone is happy to see. They walk in and the energy of the place changes—more smiles, more jokes—and you slug them a beer and tell them how happy you are that they made it. And even though spring is a little late to the party like always, I know they’re on their way, and I’ve got a beer right here waiting for them.

Lately I've been so busy that it feels like spring started the party without me, but at least I can still look forward to those precious few moments between work and classes, when I get some time to myself to zone out to some great comedy. Now let’s get down to business.

- Aaron, Audible editor

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