Can you call it reconnecting with someone if you’re not really sure you had much of a connection to begin with? Whether it was reconnecting or simply the original connecting, I recently chatted it up with an old classmate. We knew each other in high school, even had a few words in passing to each other, but never much conversation.Continue Reading
Every year when that time a year rolls around where every other post from a gay dude mentions the movie Hocus Pocus, that dreaded battle always enters my head: do I want to walk that carnival making everyone I can crack up in amusement? Or do I want to throw funny out the window for a night and just try to snag the attention of one of the thousand sexy shirtless vampires out there? It is possible to do both? Yes. Can I? I’m not a wizard, people.Continue Reading
I suck at “selfies.” I look bored. Irritated. Bloated. Sometimes I look a little creepy, like a guy who has a van that’s on some watch list. Yet I still try. And I still fail. Perhaps because I can’t quite grasp the point of the selfie. Continue Reading
Ok. It’s no secret I’m obsessed with this movie. I even took a date to see the live version last year, only to bitch later about how I didn’t show up the same night as Helen Slater. Can you imagine!?!
If you don’t know the movie, freakin’ watch it. But in the meantime, here’s a synopsis. I would say spoiler alert, but the movie is almost 30 years old. It done spoiled already.Continue Reading