There's something to be said about living joyfully in public. I try to be as kind and happy to strangers as possible, both because it's in my nature and it makes people's day. I love to smile at strangers, even though 90% of the time, they look back at me like I'm crazy, but that's just New York City, baby. Smile at strangers in any midwestern city, and you'll get many smiles back. Like everything, relentless positivity can be taken too far. It can become a turn-off when it veers into the realm…

I remember the first time I watched Jesse Plemons on a screen. The red-headed Texan was aptly starring in the television adaptation of Friday Night Lights, which remains one of my favorite series of all time. There's just something about melodramatic sports media that resonates with me deeply. While the character he portrayed, Landry Clark, wasn't even close to being a stud like Tim Riggins or Coach Eric Taylor (sue me), his acting was brilliant. Thanks to his very obvious skill, Jesse Plemons…

Everybody's got something they're good at. While some find their passions early with childhood artistic or athletic endeavors, others have talents that aren't fully appreciated until later in life. I'm talking, of course, about being a hater. School bullying is a crude and amateur form of the art and science of hating. Haters can take on many career paths: stand-up comedians, hedge fund managers, Presidents, and social media managers. There is no arena where haters thrive more than social media…

They woke up and chose violence.