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Fun at the Fleet
The Reuben H. Fleet Science Center had a little soiree to celebrate the opening of Let it Snow (which turned out to be trippy, nineties-style kaleidoscopic 3D graphics set to holiday tunes). I brought two token
Snotty Sister
I lifted my head and looked over my laptop to glare directly at the inharmonious cacophony of sniffling and snuffling. Jane wiped at her nose with the heel of her hand for the umpteenth time before
Life and Death
For most of us, death is not a daily affair. Our brains have difficulty processing the idea of our own nonexistence, and our hearts can’t stand considering the possibility of losing a loved one. Unless you’re
Jerk ‘Em Around
I fished my Evil Hello Kitty bejeweled phone out of my purse, saw my sister’s face on the display, and answered, “Yo, we’re standing outside of Long Island Mike’s waiting for Dad, what are you up
Bush League
I was prudent in the selection of my seat. My back was to the window, ensuring I wouldn’t get too warm and could face the room; near the head of the table, at the end closest
Junkyard Creatures
I swiveled my head back and forth, but mostly down, and tried not to panic. I’d backed myself into a corner, and not in the figurative way. There were dozens of them, and they were all
My Ask of Jane
People use jargon because they want to sound smart and credible when in fact they sound profoundly dim-witted and typically can’t be understood, which defeats the purpose of speaking in the first place. – Karen Friedman
Evil of America
“Barb, I don’t know what to do — they want me to testify,” Jane said. “Wow. Shit just got real,” I said. “What do you mean you don’t know what to do? You have to. Not
Eighteen
“Eighteen. That’s a big one,” I said. “We should get her lottery tickets.” “I don’t know what your thing is with lottery tickets, that’s the third time you’ve mentioned them,” David said. “Dana suggested something zebra-themed.