Dr. Ian Malcolm

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TODAY’S FIVE

1| Sashayed’s Fall Playlist

I follow tumblr blogger Sashayed religiously, since she is clever, funny, has the cutest cat, and is horrified to find herself a 30-year-old One Direction fan. She very occasionally creates playlists on 8tracks, including an awesome Pop Maenads series. She just recently posted a second fall mix, Watch for Deer at Dawn, full of hipster lilting melodies, banjos, and the smell of cold in the air.

2| Wedding

Tomorrow my high school friend Hope is getting married! As a 27-year-old single person, I inevitably have mixed feelings about going. On the one hand, I am super into celebrating life events with the people I love. And a day full of fancy outfits, food, drinks, and dancing? Obviously I’m into it. But…oh joy, one more person getting married before me. And also, I’m not complaining about taking my dear friend Emily as my plus one, but…I guess I’m complaining a little, because none of my guy friends are single anymore. 90% of the time I love my life, but it’s times like these that I just want a boyfriend to be my date to a wedding. Continue reading →

This weekend, my cousin Bess came to Dallas to visit me. We spent her first night here watching all three Jurassic Park films in anticipation of Jurassic World‘s release. I chose to view our immediate fixation on movies in a positive light: our family is very media- and story-oriented, so really, we were honoring our ancestry. After all, this was not the first time movies were central to my memories of Bess.

When I was very little, I loved the Ernest movies starring Jim Varney. So did my brother Roy and my cousins Andrew and Bess. One night when we were visiting them in Atlanta, we rented Ernest Scared Stupid, in which Ernest must destroy a bunch of trolls on Halloween. It is the most absurd film to ever exist, culminating in Ernest dancing and kissing said evil troll. The four of us peered over blankets, laughing as though we weren’t actually terrified. I vowed never to watch a scary movie again. Continue reading →