Quincey Trigillo - Judicious Journalist
If you are over the age of 12 I expect you to know the difference between “your” and “you’re.” And I expect you to use them correctly – ESPECIALLY if you’re going to post your thoughts publicly on a blog or social media site. If you use these (and other
Like it or not, social media is here to stay. So this means that your mom will continue to “like” your awkward pictures from last weekend. There are many etiquette guides out there which generally attempt to steer the average Facebooker/Tweeter away from the overshare. Stop posting pictures of your
Last week I briefly discussed a few reasons why I have found the great city of New York to be superior to the whitebread County of Orange. But last weekend I had beers with a kid I know who is moving back behind the Orange Curtain after being in NYC
Over the past few years I’ve watched as San Francisco has been pulled out from under us and sold to the highest bidder. And I’m fed up and heartbroken. San Francisco is for everyone, not just the wealthy elite, and this is why I’ve decided to run for mayor....
Look, I’m not a big film person. I like movies… some mainstream, some a bit more obscure. But I’m not some film snob. I don’t discriminate; I’ll see anything. So when my roommate told me about this screening, I thought I’d share. “The Telephone Book,” a 1971 gem, is screening
I’ve been in NYC for 6 weeks now and it’s not difficult to spot the differences between here and where I’m from, sunny Southern California (Orange County, to be exact). Ever since the mercury began falling, people have been asking me if I long to be back there. The answer
Broadway shows, in case you didn’t know, are very expensive. And while it’s very impressive to see live musical theater, it’s not always worth the hefty price tag. Thankfully, on occasion, you get events put on by the New York Festival of Song that showcase Broadway caliber talent for FREE.
“Although what you are about to see is a work of fiction, it should nevertheless be played at maximum volume.” This is the opening graphic (and allusion to David Bowie’s Ziggy Stardust) from the 1998 film “Velvet Goldmine.” And every time I watch it, this prompts me to knock the