Walk on the Wild Side

I’ve always loved going to the movies. I love the smell of popcorn. I love the pure escapism. I love stubbornly following the rituals of theater-going that my dad instilled in me 30 years ago: never arrive after the lights go down, always guess how many previews there’ll be in advance, never sit behind aContinue reading “Walk on the Wild Side”

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Higher Calling

Not quite a novice but by no means an expert, I clock in at around “mid-level” when it comes to many things in life. Spanish skills? Mid-level. Cooking skills? Mid-level. Spooning skills? Mid-level, unlike my niece, who is apparently a big-spoon connoisseur. The label “mid-level” is particularly apt when describing my running abilities. While I’veContinue reading “Higher Calling”