Ted Lasso & the Workplace
Eventually, even Jamie Tartt learns to pass the ball instead of taking the shot himself.
An Unhistoric Act
I cajole the printer past phantom paper blockages in this and every job.
Do I Leave the Lights on?
Does that make me whatever the pumpkin-spice equivalent of a Grinch is?
From Blue to Blooming
I think what scared me most was how well he lived up to his name: he was mean.
E.T., the Existential Threat
Now forever shuttered, in its heyday, the place was packed with various exhibits about different body systems or factors in health, with well-designed intentions for the attention of children.
Counting Breaths
At the risk of anthropomorphizing her too much, she looked downright annoyed.
These Violent Delights Have Violent Ends
The thing is, I don’t think I’ve ever been afraid enough.
That Goddamn Plant
Hearing the name “Little Shop of Horrors” baffled me a bit. That wasn’t “The Music Man” or “Beauty and the Beast” or any of the other shows I had seen before. I wasn’t sure what it would even sound like.
Avoiding the Fate of Susan
I heard a terrible rumor: In The Last Battle, Peter, Edmund, and Lucy follow Aslan beyond death into the true Narnia, but Susan is left behind.
Disaster Rehearsal for Children
I grew up with the threat of tornadoes.
