Guest post by Jordan Latham A lot of us who were nonconformist kids, the kind who gravitated toward the weirdos, are no less antisocial as adults. We learn to carve out spaces we’re comfortable with and pointedly avoid loud, crowded, neon, intrusive social situations. We find the safe, dark, gothy
Today is Dec. 21, the calendar date depicted on the cover of the seminal 1962 album Christmas with the Chipmunks. This year is also the 55th anniversary of that Chipmunks Christmas album we all grew up with — but that we all grew up with different versions of. Christmas with
Growing up, my mom collected nutcracker dolls. She had a couple that looked like Santas, some that looked like toy soldiers, one commemorating the 1988 winter Olympics, and two that were truly special. They were large. At four feet, they were about as tall as I was as a kid.
Thousands upon thousands of LED lights flicker against a towering backdrop of eucalyptus, cypress, pine, oak, and elm. Acrylic cobwebs wrap the palm trees, walkways, and exhibits of the Zoo in intoxicating color. It’s the perfect place to bring friends, family, or a first date.
THEM SPACECRAFTS: Part One by Devin Holt Turns out it’s good that Aunt Tina is so bitchy. Because if she wasn’t, none of this would have happened. Papi would have got burned in the fires, we never would have found them SpaceCrafts, and Damone wouldn’t be two-inches from becoming my
My dad, by all accounts, is a great dad. He knows how to work on cars, loves war documentaries, and has perfectly corny dad jokes (I recently told him I saw a Bald Eagle in the wild and he told me, without missing a beat, to ask if its head
With the 2017-18 school year rapidly approaching *reaches forlornly towards the final weeks of summer as a single tear slides down my cheek*, a grotesque fall tradition will soon be upon us: the inevitable fetishization of Super Teachers. Created by Hollywood and sustained by the internet, the Super Teacher has