Prose Drops of Jupiter 21 Oct 202522 Oct 2025 When we last left the story, our dear OG was laying listless in the bed of his mother waiting for the demand of the date to catch a ship to…
Prose A Family Affair, Part II 4 Oct 202516 Oct 2025 Greetings from Turkey! I'm just about to finish my bicycle trip, and as I turn my attention to focus on matters of the future both immediate and long-term, it seems…
Prose A Family Affair, Part One 20 Sep 202521 Sep 2025 Alright. As of the last blog post I had just made landfall in New Orleans. With this one I am going to cover my travels through Texas with my family.…
Prose Synchronicity, Southern Style 6 Sep 202515 Sep 2025 Alright, sports fans, I know all twenty million of you have been anxiously awaiting the next installment of this blog. Smoke has been wafting up out of the back of…
Prose Carnival 2 Sep 20255 Sep 2025 Alright. I'm actually in Switzerland now, and I think I have wrapped my head around what all happened in the USA enough to start writing about things. I'm really getting…
Prose The Interview 17 Aug 202521 Oct 2025 At this point, after the first European trip, the second European trip, and the family reunion and USA, I have to admit, I’m kind of done with writing out my…
Prose The House in Budapest 5 Jun 202522 Jun 2025 Greetings from Barcelona. After a week by myself up in Malgrat del Mar about 30 miles east of the city, I decided to head to a hostel in town to…
Prose New Country: Bratislava 27 May 202520 Jun 2025 As I’ve been going on this bike trip, up until now, I haven’t technically visited any country that I hadn’t visited before. I actually lived in Germany for five years.…
Prose Eastern Kingdom: Neta 16 May 202516 May 2025 I’m actually writing this from Budapest, having just now gotten a free moment to get caught up with writing about the trip. My last two posts were centered on Germany,…
Prose Remembrance and Independence (Holocaust, Part 2) 9 May 202510 May 2025 Now we are going to see what we can make of the remainder of the Germany tour after the encounter with the crack heads and angels of Frankfurt’s red light…