I Want to Believe

Words are funny. Language is a cool thing. Sometimes you can say something, mean something entirely different, and have the receiver understand something entirely different still. I have a really good story about one of my most infamous misunderstandings that involves the Jim Carrey version of¬†How the Grinch Stole Christmas, Pancho’s Mexican Buffet, and my…

Wells

There’s a song by Simon and Garfunkel entitled simply “Silent Night/7 O’Clock News” that I’ve come to really love. It’s not even 2 and a half minutes long, and it is one of the most potent songs I know, and I’m upset that it’s taken me so long to become familiar with it. The song,…

Assumed Things

The pile of blankets in the center of the floor is the first thing I see most mornings. They were thrown off in the middle of the night. That plastic grocery bag in the trash can is the first thing I hear most mornings. It won’t ever stay still. The red shag rug that’s more…

The Spaces In Between

Sometimes I look at year-end reviews and wonder how people feel about being on either side of them. On the one, pretty obvious hand, it’s got to be a great feeling being labeled as the “best” (or at least one of the best)¬†something. Last year, Queen Bey tore everyone to shreds by dropping her album…