Someone cried through the baby monitor. Or maybe the older one came to your bedside. And then someone said, "Oh, God, does there have to be light now?" And there was light, and it was not good. It was coming from the television.
This awards season, why watch all the Oscar contenders when you can watch just one movie, one movie which is every movie? And why watch that one movie when you can just watch its trailer, a trailer which is a movie?
One day, my kids will be reading a Minority Report type of article on how awesome summers were when they were kids. I figured I'd give them a heads up with a real-time account of what life is really like in this decade.
I appreciate Paper's attempt to show what a balancing act it is to be a woman in today's society. The glass perched on Kim Kardashian's rear, her body precariously positioned on a step stool of some kind -- so edgy.
Sure, it was so: he was indeed helping to keep knowledge alive in the dark times by memorizing and becoming a book. But after these ten odd years, a dark sadness had descended upon him, sapping his spirit and diminishing his soul.
MENOPAUSEOPOLY: The classic game of monopolizing stuff from your opponents as you wearily drag your little pewter token -- a miniature fan, a Naturalizer high heel shoe, L'Oreal hair color kit -- around the board attempting to purchase back the properties of your Mind, Body and Spirit