There’s no reason in long distance running beyond a primal urge to just keep putting one foot in front of the other until the animal you’re chasing gives up or until a half-interested volunteer drapes a medal you won’t know what to do with around your neck before pushing your half-dead body in the direction of the biggest pile of Powerades you’ve ever seen in your life.
If I wrote something about the protests, what would I even say? I’m a white woman from Connecticut. I categorically do not know what black Americans experience. As a nurse, I’ve never walked into a patient’s room for the first time and been immediately hated by someone I’ve been assigned to take care of forContinue reading “Black Lives Matter”
God, I miss going to the movies. Do you remember Snakes on a Plane? Jesus, what a weird one that one was. And I’m not even talking about the movie itself, just how it came out. The movie was exactly as advertised. There was a plane full of people, but that plane was also fullContinue reading “Crowd in a Theater Watching Snakes on a Plane”
I have no idea why I’ve become fixated on this, but I have, so here we go! Scott Lang, yes, “Mr. Ant-Man” Scott Lang, is a good dad. No, you know what? He’s a competent dad, and I think that’s the really important bit. Scott Lang is a Competent Dad. No. Scott Lang is theContinue reading “World’s Best Grandma”
In case you weren’t there, we as a culture were obsessed with aliens in the nineties. I don’t know how it happened, but I suspect it started with those douchebags in England who started laying down ‘crop circles’ with ropes and boards and then countless TV specials like Unsolved Mysteries and whatever the History ChannelContinue reading “Will Smith and Aliens”