I don’t go to Hollywood that often. The constant hounding by the paparazzi and the pointing fingers and the autograph seekers make it difficult. But recently I braved the crowds…
Time machine. A sweatshirt. Something thick and metal so I can bash in Jenny Martin’s knees. I wish I had any of these things instead of this blossom of blood-red…
In the epic film Sixteen Candles, the Geek and his two friends, Cliff and Bryce, go to a senior party at totally hot Jake Ryan’s house. They try to fit…
