I love horror films. I didn’t always love them. I’m not even sure when that shifted. I always loved mysteries and thrillers with a twist; stories like the short ones on The Twilight Zone were always some of my favorites. I didn’t watch much horror when I was growing up. I guess partly because I

I find basic human interactions interesting. I suppose I always have. Specifically the social norms and cues of politeness and small talk between strangers and acquaintances. The United States is a massive nation and I know that interactions and figures of speech and vary greatly depending upon the region one is from. I was raised

I have a few fuzzy memories from kindergarten, but one that is very clear is sitting at a table with some crayons and a coloring page. I began to color and I tried so hard to make sure that I stayed inside the lines, but I just couldn’t. No matter what, that crayon would stray

Surprise! You came to the website created by a gay dude and the first thing he’s written in detail about is centered on The Wizard of Oz. Or maybe you don’t get the connection. When one of my friends came out to me back in the late 90s (when all of us Baptist college boys