I can’t believe you’re really gone... I’ve never followed a writer elsewhere, and I’ve never been to UPROXX, but I’ll go for you! I hope your eye heals quickly!

One typically does not have truly amazing friends if one is a terrible person...so I feel safe to assume that you are also a truly amazing friend to them.

The Dali info is also news to me. I can now better understand how you were indeed off your tits with sugar. Wow. I am impressed, and again left with the feeling (much like I was with your presents) that I am maybe even doing friends wrong. At the least, I need one like yours!

Ooooh, what kind of retro sweets? I tried to find the ribbon candy my mom always had at Christmas; that was about 35-40 years ago, and I couldn’t find it.

Sounds like a great friend! I also love that Twitter. Hilarious. Although right now a lot of things are funny—really really funny!—because I’ve HAD to try the various k-cups flavors I received with the coffee maker...so I’m just a little punchy from the excessive caffeine.

And to think that I was excited about my new coffee maker. You are doing Christmas presents right, my internet friend. (Best of luck in the PokeBattles)

Have you ever considered a career in sales? Are you IN sales already?!

It’s like you’re inside my brain!

Starred for Disney Infinity. I have a 5yo and we (he) eat, sleep and breathe Disney Infinity right now...but we don’t have Rey yet!

It took me a minute, but I’m also still giggling about this.

I wish I could give this more stars. That is all.

I just remembered that Wes Coast is a realtor now, which somehow seems quite fitting.

Oh no, I remember Samantha Stevens...at least it makes me think about Bewitched, right? I’m in my mid-30s, so I don’t know if that makes me an Old or what, exactly!

I went to school with a Wesley (Wes) Coast. He did not have an easy time of it, but that was long before North West came along.

My best friend named her youngest son Maverick...he goes by Mack. I didn’t love the name at first, but it’s definitely grown on me. Of course, it probably helps that they’re involved in the whole rodeo scene—Dad is a bull fighter (rodeo clown).

@dtmorris too: I agree, and it breaks my heart that a teacher would move away from their preferred grade level for this reason (though I’m certain you are enacting positive change in the older children as well). I work in a therapeutic preschool (kids aged 3-6 who have been kicked out of other preschools, largely due…

I can't help you, but it seems like you might be able to try the Smart Bitches, Trashy Books website that a few commenters have mentioned. I hope you find it—I hate when beloved books don't come back!

I'm writing this column as the final farewell to the Ferrari, because it addresses the question I get more often than any other: what does it cost to own an exotic car? (That, and: "Is that the new Mustang?!")