In the Name of the Father is one of the few films for which Daniel Day-Lewis does not have an oscar. it is, however, a film which warrants his having what would have been the second out of four. and this is to say that his performance in this classic drama on the troubles in Northern Ireland is absolutely … Continue reading in the name of the son
I felt, for a time, that I had quite a few things going for me. I did unexpectedly well at some difficult things. And doing so made something go to my head, and this something, probably made of the same stuff as arrogance and pompousness, made it hard for me to do expectedly well at … Continue reading now where?
Saw the Cubs win their first world series in 108 years on Thursday morning. It was so lovely to see people so happy. That kind of fervent sports support, contingent on the place of your birth, is so foreign to me. Just the idea of growing up with the assumption of support, and having that … Continue reading Hit me in the feels
I sometimes can feel an image being held close to my mind’s eye. It is of a room made mostly of wood: the walls, tables, and chairs are made of a substance so oaky that just sitting there warms the flesh (and if you hold you face up to the surfaces of everything, you can … Continue reading Herbie
It hurts to get the words out. I want things, I am trying my best to make them happen, but it is hard to both do that and remember that people love me, or that I have a responsibility to them. I saw horses running today. I saw horses just being horses. I don’t know … Continue reading around
Today was a hard day. I had been putting off cleaning my room for a while, and I finally got around to it today. It led to the reopening of a dusty converse box I had once filled with letters, cards, pictures, and ticket stubs. I’m not sentimental, but I must have figured that I would … Continue reading Burn
Decided to get the comedy reading done early, partly because they’re on a backlog, and other partly because they’re the easiest to actually finish. They count for cases in which the ends are far less attractive than the means. And this is, of course, because the means involves a lot of banana peels, ugliness, and … Continue reading I’d read a couple of things (no, really), and other stories