Aside from the Grammys and all that fallout, one of the biggest gossip stories last week, at least in my feeds, was gossip about a gossiper. I’m talking about the anonymous blogger behind the website Crazy Days and Nights and the story in The Daily Beast about how his identity has allegedly been exposed. When the gossiper becomes the gossip – we saw this happen with DeuxMoi a few months ago when Taylor Swift’s publicist Tree Paine put them on blast, and I have some personal experience with it (on a much smaller scale, not trying to pretend I’m a big deal) when I was called out a few years ago for the all-round disgusting shit that was posted in the early years of LaineyGossip.

This week’s question comes from a reader – let’s call him David (because that’s his name – also, he’s my father-in-law). David wonders: I just caught one of the largest ground hogs I've ever caught or killed. She's the 4th one in two weeks.  25 pounds plus.  Gigantic. Question: Where does the tunnel dirt go? How does their GPS work underground? There is no traffic signal at the ends of the burrow – is there a passing zone?

I'm guessing it's because Chet's Offensive Rating is 124 and Wemby's is 104. (League average is ~116.) On offense, Win Shares is based on outperforming 92% of the league average ORtg: https://www.basketball-reference.com/about/ws.html Because Wemby is below that threshold, he actually has negative offensive WS this season: https://www.basketball-reference.com/players/w/wembavi01.html#advanced One of the longstanding criticisms of WS is that it doesn't account for any tradeoff between Usage and efficiency, so Wemby's 31.8% Usage Rate doesn't really get him anything extra aside from a higher multiplier to his per-possession ORtg gap vs 92% of average (which actually hurts because he is below that threshold).

When new readers sign up for my Substack, I ask a question in the welcome email. It asks what they’re struggling with as a writer. Those emails are often fodder for my writing, especially if I see the same question repeatedly. A lot of people tell me their struggle is finding time to write. Me, too. I can never find any time, I have to make it. It’s what we humans do.

We adopted a new family member last week from the wonderful Hounds in Poundsrescue in New Jersey. Please meet Sugo! He’s a beautiful mutt who we found out is roughly half Husky and half mini-Schnauzer. His sibling’s adoptive parents named them both “Shnusky’s!” Sugo is about 1.5 years old, so not quite a puppy and not a full grown adult quite yet. He’s a gentle, skittish muppet who’s gaining confidence every day.