Curious, my colleagues and I began to screen faecal samples from healthy chickens and pigs.
At a screening, I began measuring the time between cuts in the musical numbers; the maximum was three seconds!
After being turned away from a ten o'clock documentary screening, I began moping about the city, alone and jet lagged.
This year, after the John Wick 2 afternoon screening, I began greeting Jake with an ordinary, not too fancy, "How are you doing?" His answer, always, was: "Fine".
But with each noteworthy homage, music video marathon, purple-lit monument and personal story about Prince that filled our screens, I began to feel the magnetic pull Prince fans must know all too well - a pull to explore his complicated, paradoxical, worldly and transcendent genius.
But as soon as I moved to a computer I began to work on the screen and I had a sense of the words appearing, almost as if they were appearing out of my unconscious because the effort to type is so little compared to a manual typewriter.
I began using Moment to track my total screen time and how it was divided between apps.
I began class by pulling up my Twitter feed on the big projection screen at the front of the classroom.
I began as a real movie buff and I just wanted to go on the other side of the screen.
