When I was younger, each year about this time I’d come up with an elaborate list of my favorite things of the year. Books, movies, albums, TV shows. With virtually no responsibilities and an embarrassing amount of spare time, I was able to consume all of these things incessantly.
Not so much anymore. Sadly, thanks to the two small time vampires living in my house, I now read, watch, and listen less than ever. And, to make matters worse, I now have the short-term memory of a...
Published on January 01, 2013 18:38