Discussing Movies With a Friend, Then and Now


So, this whole post is loosely based on a conversation I had at work the other day, where I literally couldn’t remember the name of anyone who has ever been in a movie or directed a movie. Discussing movies, age 28: Me: Have you seen Cape Fear yet? With DeNiro and Nick Nolte? Friend: Not yet, I remember watching the original with my parents, though. Robert Mitchum and Gregory Peck. Me: How...

If I Could Save Time In A Bottle


I’d sell the shit out of that. Who doesn’t need more time? Speaking of time, it’s been a while. Sorry about that. This is the last day of vacation. When you read this, I will be back in cubicle. It doesn’t feel like I’ve had nine days off. Not even a little bit. We spent the early part of last week with our mountain friends and that blew by in about five minutes...

It’s All Fun and Games Until


Until what? What? When is anything all fun and games? I mean, even at a party, it’s not all fun and games. Sometimes there is cake and what if someone drops that cake? Is that fun? Is that a game to you? No. No, it is not. Because it’s wasted cake and that is just sad. But I digress. Last week wasn’t so much fun or games as it was weird. You know the weird, swimmy feeling you...


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