When people ask me for a movie recommendation, you may be surprised to hear that my go-to recommendation is not necessarily “Breathless” or “Paths of Glory.” Instead, without fail, I find myself continuing to recommend “Step Brothers.”
The jewelry left untouched on my catch-all dish is piles of bracelet and necklace links that trap the hair on the back of my neck; I avoid chain patterns that create conflict with my body.
When I was younger, Saturday afternoons were a very special time. When the clock struck 3 p.m., my twin and I were finally granted our treasured few hours of TV time. But it wasn’t Nickelodeon or Disney we watched (although …
The beginning of the end always starts with an abrupt clock reset, warning us of what feels like impending eternal sleep. We brace ourselves for months of unpredictable precipitation and subarctic temperatures. Halloween is officially over, but the spooky weather …
Scrapes from one rock striking its more durable competitor ignite a stone’s value like a set of the world’s most lucrative matches, despite the box’s flammable phosphorus residue scoring only half a point relative to the remaining matter’s scores on …
For me, getting ready after waking up is a process almost as intricate as the morning routine of the protagonist in “American Psycho.” I can almost hear how the voiceover would sound.
To be a Southerner in Maine is to be homesick. It is to dream of an idealized version of a home that does not exist. It is an unrequited love, a longing for a place that does not want you …