A few weeks ago, I caught Toy Story on TV. I haven’t seen it in at least fifteen years, and obviously it holds up brilliantly. But I forgot – or as a kid, didn’t notice – the intense shifts in belief and self-doubt that Buzz Lightyear goes through. And it occurred to me that really, … More To Infinity and Beyond (or) Why We’re All Buzz Lightyear
Yesterday I was having a conversation with a friend of mine about what you’re supposed to do after college when you find some sort of literary fascination and there’s no one around who’s paying a heap of money to sit in a desk next to you and talk about it. She responded: “Well, I guess … More Alice in Wonderland, Feminism and Undying Fascination
I recently finished watching Master of None on Netflix – by “watching”, I mean “devouring”. In short, it’s incredible. Go watch it now. Without giving anything away, the last episode pulls a quote from Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar, a book I haven’t read since my junior year of college. It goes like this: “I … More On Figs, Master of None and the Yearnings of Youth
You’ve undoubtedly heard the saying before – a whole is greater than the sum of its parts. Well, that’s often said about companies, countries and charity organizations, but the same can be said of people. You are greater than the sum of your parts. I got to thinking about this after watching an exceedingly tense … More Your Mission, Should You Choose to Accept It
Oh, the blame game. We’ve all played it – something goes wrong, and regardless of whose fault it is (including ours), we immediately start trying to shift blame around. Find someone or something to point the finger at with confidence. Preferably, someone or something that isn’t ourselves. This is an attitude that starts when we’re … More Whose Fault is it, Anyway?
I’m a big fan of ’80s movies, and I love no character quite as much as I love Miles, Joel Goodman’s requisite best friend in Risky Business. Miles is brilliant. Miles got chased by Guido the killer pimp the night before his trig midterm. Miles delivered this bit of cinematic brilliance: “Sometimes you’ve just gotta … More Sometimes You’ve Just Gotta Say “What the F*ck.”
I am a firm believer in the totally absurd idea that if I think really hard about someone – think “I love you”, think “I miss you”, think “I care” – then somehow, the universe will find a way to make that sentiment known to the person in question. This is obviously ridiculous. But hell, … More That Christmas Feeling, and Other Nonsense of Importance