Clear vision, shaky lens
The Silver Line bus wasn't as crowded as the T had been but it was still standing room only. Pressed firmly between a door and a lawyer's oversized book bag, reading was out of the question. Alertly, I squeezed my oversize book back into my TIMBUK2 bag and pulled out my smartphone; it was time for a... Continue Reading →
The Academy is in for a long night. The ballots have already been cast but the story has yet to be told. The different directions the night could take, and Monday morning water cooler conversations that follow, are as exciting as they are unpredictable. Will members deliver a surprising American Hustle domination and award the... Continue Reading →
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