Yet I’m oddly unworried, floating backward on this conveyer belt into what I’m told will be a “very loud” machine, an MRI for these headaches that plague me each day. The sounds are loud, unbelievably so, but I feel good, safe in a moment where all I can do is surrender to stillness, close my eyes and breathe.
I was obviously crushed, but at least it taught me one invaluable lesson: snooping will give you all the answers.
The thing with reading your partner’s emails or texts is that EVERYTHING is taken out of context.
You’re smarter than that. You’re perceptive enough to understand that this particular instance of alleged sexual violence has huge ramifications.
1. “12 Years a Slave”: Best Picture
Critics are calling ‘Blue Jasmine’ Woody Allen’s ‘A Streetcar Named Desire.’ You don’t invoke Brando unless you mean business.
Bob Dylan is one of the most unique and recognizable figures of the twentieth century. He’s also one of the most easily caricatured.
Sitting on floor struggling to get the energy to move across my room to get/ingest Adderall so that I’ll have thoughts during The Hobbit
I read recently in Time magazine that the 2011 Oscar race for Best Picture might be a done deal: The King’s Speech is the one to beat. It’s a period film about how George VI, King-Emperor of the British Empire, overcame a crippling stammer, with the help of his speech therapist Lionel Logue, and led the country through World War II.