As a series: unfailingly win (though grantedly annoying at times, mostly because I can’t stand male ego and super angst displayed in some of the characters).
As a movie by M. Night Shyamalan: unfailingly…well, fail.Read More
My grandfather passed away this morning. He died in his recliner, coffee cup beside him, half-empty packet of tobacco sticking out of his pocket (with a wad in his mouth), watching the WVU pre-game. Heart attack — his fourth one, though first in over a decade. He was 78 years old.Read More
I am a tactile person. I like to feel the paper, I like to interact with it. I like to draw on it and immediately draw connections in my mind. I retain what I’ve read much better away from the screen when my interaction with it is physical and immediate. I feel far removed from my work on the computer. I feel deeply connected to what I actually touch.Read More