One of the first VHS tapes that I wore out was The Nightmare Before Christmas. In between the Coming Attractions and the movie itself, the video tape featured a segment, set to bombastic Danny Elfman* music, about the "genius mind" of Tim Burton. I didn't really know who Tim Burton was, but that segment always … Continue reading there’s a dumbo trailer!, or the challenges of still being a tim burton fangirl
I don't have anything to say that isn't going to be said more eloquently (hopefully) over the coming days. But we should address the things that make us angry, and the things that make us feel sick to our stomachs. We should address the things that we feel like we shouldn't have to keep addressing. … Continue reading leave rose tico alone
When I was in the 8th grade, I saw Dead Poets' Society for the first time, and I felt like I knew who I was supposed to be. I felt completely validated. I had been right all along about the power and importance of books and plays and poetry and following your dreams. I already … Continue reading what if you were already extraordinary?
Spoilers for Infinity War The need to belong is powerful. I've seen Avengers: Infinity War four times now, and there's one line in particular that makes me sadder and sadder every time I hear it. In the very first scene, Loki-- Prince of Asgard, Odinson, Rightful King of Jotunheim, God of Mischief-- steps up to … Continue reading the cost of “we,” or oh, loki
Universal Studios Hollywood just announced that September 3, 2018 will be guests’ last opportunity to ride Jurassic Park: The Ride, and I feel a lot of ways about it. To be fair, I’ve never ridden Jurassic Park: The Ride at Universal Studios Hollywood. However, I am a devotee of Universal Islands of Adventure’s Jurassic Park … Continue reading we’ll always have isla nublar, or saying good bye to jurassic park: the ride
What do we want to happen tonight? When I talk to my friends about Infinity War, we circle back to the same point: Somebody's going to die. We pick apart everything we've put together from trailers, old comic story lines, and articles about each actors' contract to try to solve the mystery of Who's Going … Continue reading death and raising stakes in the nerd-verse, or holy shit, infinity war comes out tonight
I was a stuffed animal kid. Stuffed animals are the best possible toy. They offer all of the companionship and boundless playing pretend opportunities that dolls do, but they aren't creepy nor are they an upsetting push on little girls to go ahead and be super pumped about motherhood. Dude, I am three. Can I … Continue reading dani & waddles, or the stuffed penguin who loved me
It feels just like a normal hangover. I am puffy, guilty, thirsty, and desperately wishing that I could take back all of the things I said yesterday, even if I meant them. Being in therapy or talking to a psychiatrist on any day that isn't One of Those Days makes me feel like a liar. … Continue reading when what is true isn’t what is real
I've been in a pretty deep depressive hole for the last few weeks. I don't want to do anything, and I hate myself for it. I feel like I should want to do things-- what's the point in existing if we're not doing things, right?--, so I judge myself to be a big, lazy idiot … Continue reading captain underpants and the particularly poignant plot of precious partnership, or the joys of friendship & collaboration
When I was seven or eight years old, my dad signed me up for rec league basketball. My parents were both high school and college athletes, so they thought that it was really important for my little brother and I to participate in team sports. Before starting basketball, I went through a few thoroughly unremarkable … Continue reading here’s your chance, do your dance at the SAD JAM. all right.
I don't ever intend to make New Year's resolutions. I have a pretty obsessive personality, so sitting down to list out all of the ways in which I judge I should improve myself in January feels like a bad idea. I don't need a holiday devoted to contemplating the passage of time PLUS enthusiastic self-improvement. … Continue reading always a kylo, never a rey
Less-than-creative/progressive minds out there might call me the nerdy version of the much maligned "basic bitch." I like the cute, comfy trappings that accompany geekdom. Like, sure. Of course I'm here for the gripping, epic stories and well-written, complex characters. I'm here for adventure and space and swashbuckling and dinosaurs and saving the world and … Continue reading “you got cute in my star wars!!” or, in defense of porgs