Scary Old People: Bus Monitors and Mummies
A thousand years before Jesus took his trip to John the Baptist’s water park I made the acquaintance of a man named Seti in the Egyptian city of Ineb-Hedj, known more commonly as Memphis. Seti was born...
View ArticleAsk Alexios: Swimming Pool Etiquette. Summer Tips, Pt. 1
Alexios, One of my buddies moved into an apartment complex with a big pool, so the group of us have been hanging out there on the weekends. The first time I went I had to battle a very strong urge to...
View ArticleTragedy On Demand
“Retirement suits you, Alexios.” I recoiled from my friend Sebastian’s greeting. Though decades will pass between our meetings, and while his endless night has followed a far different path than mine,...
View ArticleAsk Alexios: Gold Medal Grief
Alexios, I will be a sophomore in high school this fall. My brother, Aiden, is going to be a junior. When we were younger we both played Little League, but he was a better player than me and I only...
View ArticleMakers and Takers
I had passed by the basement pottery studio countless times with little notice, but last night the place caught my attention, and I was surprised to see that it was open on a Sunday evening, so more...
View ArticleAlexios Shrugged: Clowns, Philosophers and Paul Ryan
About twenty years ago, I attended the International Clown Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony held at a hotel in Baraboo Wisconsin, and until that point, my experience with clowns had been deliberately...
View ArticleAsk Alexios. Senior Dating: Sprinting To The Finish Line
Alexios, Several years ago my wife of 43 years, Marie, passed away. We had a wonderful life together, we were the perfect pair. Marie was the center of my life, and I was devastated when she died. I...
View ArticleThe Truth About The Big Lie
You’re a liar. I’m not pointing an accusatory finger at you, or holding you up and singling you out. Everyone is a liar. When was the last time you said, “It was nice to see you again?” with any...
View ArticleTV Time: Finding Bigfoot. Something To Believe In
I have never worn my hair in a mullet, nor have I danced the Macarena. When the Romans went crazy over Isis, I shook my head with derision and ignored the foolishness just as I would do thousands of...
View ArticleParallel Lines
I’m not a nostalgic creature who pines for yesteryear or a by-gone day. I don’t look back on any particular age with maudlin longing, but even a heartless fiend such as myself isn’t completely immune...
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