So I watched Megalopolis today. It was…a 138-minute plot synopsis. With one exception, there was one scene that felt like a real scene: with his mother. That felt real. The rest was pantomime. Pastiche. Untethered. I also don’t think Coppola actually knew what he was...

Woof. Today was WAY longer with work than I expected. Sigh. It’s okay. I think we got everything done. We’ll see in the morning. Almost a thirteen hour day. Yikes. I’m wiped. Time for sleep. Tonight’s photo was selected randomly, and what a photo. I miss her so, so...

Boy oh boy did I not want to get up this morning to do my writing. It’s been a week, folks. A week. And this one upcoming will probably be similar in that a lot is going on. For the rest of the year, in fact…but I am resolute. I don’t know how much of this detailed...