On Jesus of Montreal

In my mid-teens, these are the things I used to prove that I was cooler than you (despite so much evidence to the contrary): A copy of Plato’s Republic (library copy, largely unread and definitely not understood) that I carried everywhere, including to my first ever date.My love for the movie Jesus of Montreal. Or, … Continue reading On Jesus of Montreal

On Halloween

Look, I don't know...I just love Halloween. Not everything...not having a costume. Not having kids banging on our door for candy. I like the creepiness. I like how, for one night, we all pretend to embrace the things that scare us. We allow ourselves to admit we're afraid, and then we spend money on those … Continue reading On Halloween