I was about six when I saw Dirty Harry for the first time. Now before you go getting all judge-y on my parents, you have to know that they didn’t intend for me to see Dirty Harry when I was six. We had all piled into the family station wagon to see 2001: A Space…
Summer reading is here! Summer reading is here! Let me repeat that louder for the people in the back. SUMMER READING IS HERE! Any book lover has a picture in their head of their perfect reading nook—organized bookcases, maybe some fluffy pillows, definitely a comfortable chair, perfect natural and artificial light (for…
Memory is a funny thing. I can remember the lyrics to dozens of Elton John songs from the 1970s (🎶 “It’s a little bit funny….” 🎹), but I can’t remember what I had for breakfast yesterday (or even if I ate breakfast 🤨). I can remember the preamble to the U.S. Constitution…
