I really do. And not just drops of anime tears. I full blown ugly cry uncontrollably every time I watch Hamilton in person. I believe this is because it is, to me, the single greatest work of art created thus far by humankind. And it’s not like I didn’t…

This might be the best movie I’ve ever seen. I was superglued to the couch for 2 hours and 24 minutes while checking my phone an aggregate total of zero times. I honestly think I may not have moved at all. No rolling to my left, not to my right, not laying down to my left on my fun pillows for a 20 minute…

The entire scene is brightly vivid in my head. The very moment, as well as the subsequent story beats, of my being exposed to the person who is, looking back at my life, one of my top few favourite artists of all time. My freshman year roommate had his desk under his bunk level bed, while I had mine adjacent to my (non-bunk altitude) bed where…

I have my definitive answer; and I get to have an answer that carries weight—thanks to belonging to a generational sweet spot. The first ever NBA spectacle that I ever laid eyes on was the Western Conference Finals between Seattle SuperSonics and Houston Rockets in 1996. I was floored that there was a team that had the same name of one of my favourite video game characters