AJ over at Two Coasts got me reminiscing about the storms I've lived through. My memories, like hers, center around the aftermath, but I'm embarrassed to admit that I remember the excitement and thrills more than the destruction. When I was six, I was living on Saipan during Super Typhoon Kim. The storm itself is... Continue Reading →
Practically Magical
Some days, I wonder why I love Practical Magic. Every other day of the year, I re-watch it and I wonder why anyone would fail to love it. Yes, I am going to break my long blog silence by waxing lyrical about a Sandra Bullock movie. Suck it up, or look away now. I watch... Continue Reading →
America, The Strange 