I still don't get why I binge watch. Xennial here, circa 1980, reminded of when seasons held meaning for television. To be continued in 2 weeks was to await the conclusion of our favorite depiction of American life. Life as we knew it continued with school, while discussions about the previous episodes, and our predictions… Continue reading Sugar Story: Netflix on Chill
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Sugar Story: Fear of Ice Cream
I still don't get why I never out grew my childhood sins. A brown plastic mug with deteriorating lettering on the side, perhaps, from its manufacturer's ineptness or it being everyone's favorite mug. There was a groove, a halfway mark that I used as my cut-off point to stop pouring the Domino, "crystal sugar." I'd… Continue reading Sugar Story: Fear of Ice Cream
Sugar Story: Pulling Smoke
I still don't get why my degree did not materialize into sustenance and protection. Nothing like an eviction notice slapped on the front door to make you curl up in a ball on the living floor, writhed in sorrow as the ghosts of lectures-past swirl around you. The thought that soon your air mattress and… Continue reading Sugar Story: Pulling Smoke