Arbitrary Madness. Artistic Exploration. Dope Things.
I know, I know. I should be ashamed to tell anyone I went more than 25 years without watching Pulp Fiction. Will it help if I tell you I tried to watch it a couple years ago and I fell asleep? No? Didn’t think so. I kept hearing about this movie. I knew Quentin Tarantino. IContinue Reading “I finally watched Pulp Fiction.”
The circus arrives without warning. The opening lines coupled with the black, white and red cover of The Night Circus have held my interest for a while now. I remember picking it up and setting it down several times in the bookstores. Maybe it was because of the size of the book. I can read sizableContinue Reading “The Night Circus.”
There is something comforting about reading about other peoples’ lives being driven into the dirt. In a completely unsettling, self-loathing kind of way. Reading Ariel Levy’s memoir, The Rules Do Not Apply, made me feel better about my life, while simultaneously making me fearful as hell that life is just a cycle of bullshit indented with periodsContinue Reading “The Rules Do Not Apply.”
I’m impressed by DJ Khaled’s consistency. Reading The Keys was like watching his snapchats, but with explanations. Meaningful explanations. If you follow DJ Khaled, you know a few important things: he’s positive, he loves his fans and his life, and he has a lot of catchy phrases. We the best. Fan luv. Lion. Boomin’. TheContinue Reading “The Keys.”
The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up has made me a believer. I walked past this book for about half a year like, “Nah, I don’t need to learn how to clean. I’ve got this.” I wish somebody told me what I was missing out on. Fortunately, I eventually checked the book out and now I’mContinue Reading “The life-changing magic of tidying up.”
