A week ago I spoke to my mother. It was a typical long-distance conversation where we moved from the mundane (e.g. what did you have for dinner?) to the pressing (e.g. how long will…
-
-
…
-
As it is the last minute before my posting deadline, and as all the other deep and serious topics I was planning to write about are still unformed, you’re going to get a list…
-
I’ve never ‘really’ been a minority before. I used to balk at political correctness. I’m ashamed to say that I just didn’t understand the need to be constantly changing the names of the pigeon…
-
Please forgive the brevity of this post. I was asked to step in at the last minute and find myself between wrapping up six straight months of film work and staring down the barrel…