Basically, what I’m arguing here is that if you live in Berlin, the world comes to you. Within the space of less than a week, I saw two bands from far-flung shores–one from Korea and one from the 1980s–at a stadium less than a mile from my house. And the second concert I didn’t evenContinue reading “Berlin is Awesome, Exhibit B: A-ha and ATEEZ”
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Amicae Usque ad Aras, Part Four, Cont.
Phemonoe I can’t explain it, still, after all these years, not well at least. The closest I’ve ever gotten to the words to describe what happened to me when I saw Paulos cast the daemon out of the girl are the words he used to describe his conversion to following Iesus Christos: He said theContinue reading “Amicae Usque ad Aras, Part Four, Cont.”
Amicae Usque ad Aras, Part Four
Dionysia By the time we docked at Neapolis, I felt good again–better than good. I felt things were back to the old ways. Phemonoe and I were back on the hunt. We put our merchant disguises back together for the day’s ride to Philippi, which had always sat in a strategic location at the footContinue reading “Amicae Usque ad Aras, Part Four”
Berlin is Awesome, Exhibit A: Der Kegel & RAW Gelände
I’ve been meaning to do this for a while–try to document the reasons why Berlin is the best city I’ve ever lived in and certainly in the top 10 I’ve ever been to. This is maybe a weird place to start for most people, but I wanted to start with the climbing gym in myContinue reading “Berlin is Awesome, Exhibit A: Der Kegel & RAW Gelände”
Rear Window Berlin Edition: Update!
The denizens of 2G have started dining al fresco given the great weather: it’s two dudes with luxurious pandemic beards down to their chests and, tonight at least, a nice bottle of wine and bouquet of foxgloves on the table. Bon appetit, Beard Bros!
German Word of the Week: Glühbirne
It’s a lightbulb, obvs, but the literal translation is “glow pear”: cutest thing ever.
Rear Window: Berlin Edition
So, its been a couple of months now, and while I haven’t met many of my neighbors–I find Berliners keep mostly to themselves other than the forced ritual of having the DHL guy leave packages with you for other people who then show up sheepishly at your door at 9 pm to collect them–that hasn’tContinue reading “Rear Window: Berlin Edition”
Copenhagen
Last weekend my friends David and Lindsey invited me up to the little converted barn they’re renting on a farmer’s property near Ringsted, about forty minutes outside Copenhagen. The farmer actually cultures willows into fantastic yard sculptures, and the property is beautiful. It backs onto a beechwood that contains a Viking tumulus–an old one, asContinue reading “Copenhagen”
Amicae Usque ad Aras: Part Three, Cont.
Phemonoe The portal opened, and Dia stumbled through it–drunk, laughing, and half-naked with the missing Pelios wrapped around her like her tablos. She looked up and saw us standing by the fire–me, the Pythia, and the Dodona guard captain–and a flock of emotions flushed from cover to fly across her face: shock, shame, hatred, lust,Continue reading “Amicae Usque ad Aras: Part Three, Cont.”
Aikido and Rhetoric: The Sword, The Scalpel
The penetrating brilliance of swordsWielded by followers of the WayStrikes at the evil enemyLurking deep withinTheir own souls and bodies. O-sensei, The Art of Peace SocratesThat is just what surprises me, Gorgias, and has made me ask you all this time what in the world the power of rhetoric can be. For, viewed in thisContinue reading “Aikido and Rhetoric: The Sword, The Scalpel”
The Rookery 