My Bible
I can’t explain, even to myself, why I’ve taken such pains to keep one previous owner’s “Streaky Bay Parish Announcer” bulletin from December ’65 in its proper page.
A Korean Movie Starter Pack (For Americans)
The Man From Nowhere is the kind of movie that can make your anxiety nearly incarnate.
Watching the MCU (And Trying to Enjoy It)
It didn’t matter if half the cast was snapped away by Thanos—they’re all going to come back anyway.
Twin Babies and Workplace Anxiety: A Guide to My Favorite TikTok Creators
I fully expected to delete the app after about a week. But I didn’t bail; instead, I became addicted.
(The Better) Half of Dune
It does manage to pass the Bechdel Test, but the Bechdel test isn’t exactly a trial by Gom Jabbar.
Gloom and Doom
As the days have steadily gotten shorter, darker, and wetter, the creeping presence of death has seemed to constrict tighter around my periphery.
The Rise and Fall (and Rise Again) of Chaos Lillie
I don’t quite remember how we came up with the name Dusty Kevin, but it had something to do with mispronouncing Dostoyevsky while making enough pierogies to feed an army.
Jes Grew Vegetables, and Sometimes I Helped
Sometimes opacity can be an ethic.
Too Much Wes Anderson: A Review of “The French Dispatch”
The French Dispatch has such a high concentration of Wes Anderson per Wes Anderson that it should be considered legally toxic in the state of California.
Acknowledgments
I like imagining an entire life from a list of names, suggesting weeks and weeks of research team meetings and emails and happy hours.
