In a dorm room on the thirteenth floor of Jester West, a homemade immersion rig was whirring in the relative quiet. To his roommates, X appeared to be resting on his bed, reclined as if sleeping. Under that rig, behind those eyes, an entire world was spinning just for him.
Sugar, sparklers, and screaming. First day (night) of Spring Break in the books.
This is the face of a dog who does not know when to quit. Granted, it had been a long time since the last time she got to swim at the lake, but she absolutely would not stop. Not for water. Not for food. Not to chase the other dogs
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by Aiden Haefer | Banks Media Productions | 01.15.2035 There’s nothing special about the Plummer Tower on the corner of Fountain and Gardner in Hollywood, California. It has a modern design of black windows on a gray grid and stands fifty stories tall. From the outside, you wouldn’t
Books
I no longer have a bookshelf. I still have many of the same books, but now they’re all digital. Assuming my Kindle is charged, the Internet is working, and Amazon hasn’t recalled the book or closed my account, I can read almost any title I want at any
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I remember them all, you do not remember. This post was originally published July 1, 2013. The info may still be relevant, but who can say for sure? Jeff Winston was on the phone with his wife when he died. I was only nine or ten when I picked up
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Last week, I read this great article about the Sally-Anne Experiment written by Esther Inglis-Arkell over at io9.com. In it, Inglis-Arkell describes the experiment and the effect it has had on modern psychology. Two characters, Sally and Anne, stand onstage. Sally has a basket. Anne has a box. On