The X-Files Season 11: Still Waiting on the World to End
Season 11 aired its first episode on January 3 of this year and picks up, sort of, where its predecessor left off. I say sort of advisedly.
Everything is Fake. We’re All Going to Die.
I’m over here with the cognitive capacity to panic endlessly about my impending doom, and I actually have to face that doom, while amoeba don’t even have the cognitive capacity to distinguish Bob the Builder from Dora the Explorer, and they basically get to live forever.
Tilt Shift
But some of the biggest edits often go unnoticed, like the tilt shift, which wholly alters the picture’s presentation. I asked Geli whether these tactics are deceptive, especially to novices like me. Are your pictures presenting the truth?
Expectations vs. Reality
I look at my expectations from a year, or two, or ten ago and realize that I never would have been able to create a reality so bittersweet, so full of wonder, and drowning in grace.
Unaccounted Years
They tumbled into my lap to watch Puffin Rock. Two on my knees, one on my crossed ankles. I’d have been little more than a chair were I not kissing their cheeks.
Reaching Back
It turns out I am not as hip to the jive as I used to be.
A Love Letter to Brandon Sanderson
You bring people together and you bring nerds out of the woodwork. You encourage writers and you inspire dreamers.
This Was the Year of Living
This was the year of living with my parents, with my best friends, with a stranger. This was the year of mint tea and French TV shows, of cooking for my friends and of touching the North Sea.
Buyer’s Remorse
I bought a car again and when you buy a car you submit yourself to lies and deceit and interest rates.
The Expectant Father
To be an expectant father is to realize your own inadequacies.
