Silver Screen Triangle of NY
888 Words. 4 Minute Read.
But not all triangles are equal. The Bermuda Triangle seems to be a real son of a bitch for pilots. And the Golden Triangle, in Southeast Asia, is where most of the world’s opium is grown. These places give triangles a bad name. On the other hand, you have what I call the Silver Screen Triangle of New York, where movies reign supreme.
Meeting Your Heroes
535 Words. 2 Minute Read.
You can throw all that “don’t meet your heroes” bullshit out the window. This home is EXACTLY what it looks like in Wes Anderson’s magnum opus. Even though you know Margot, Richie, and Chas don’t live there, you can’t help but hope to see Pagoda step outside in his pink trousers. I even looked up to see if Mordecai was flying around.
43,000,000,000,000,000,000 Emotions
358 Words. 1 Minute Read.
When I’m down and out, Thompson rearranges my emotions faster than a world champion Rubik's Cube “athlete.” Out of a possible forty-three quintillion emotional combinations on my Cube, with fear, hopelessness, resentment, greed, and confusion splitting top bill, the doctor flips me back into shape in the span of two pages.
Joni & Jackson Hole
347 Words. 1 Minute Read.
The cabin next to mine was full of girls from northern California who were whitewater guides. I was in awe of them. They were beautiful, athletic, and had a way of living life that was different from anything I had seen in Georgia.
A Silent Movie in the East Village
862 Words. Three Minute Read.
You have to remember that we were all there voluntarily. No one forced us to sit through a film of this nature. I wasn’t taken at gun point by Gene Siskel. Sure, most of us probably didn’t know it would be that quiet, but by that point we were in it together. And truth to told, when someone tried to cover a sneeze or silence a yawn, it was, well ... sort of welcomed. Ninety minutes of silence is a long time.