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While Tom Brady was busy tossing football-shaped paraphernalia and giving himself a reason to get shit-faced the Sunday before last, I was busy drinking my troubles away and counting my hometown team’s misfortunes at the hands of a particularly malicious NFL jinx.

When Aaron Rodgers was presented with the NFL MVP award on the eve of the Super Bowl it became a guarantee that for the 21st consecutive season the winner of said award would not also become that season’s champion.

That’s because thanks to a ferocious Tampa Bay pass rush and some bad breaks, the Green Bay Packers were…


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I’ve been thinking a great deal lately about myself and the impact that I leave on the world around me.

From people to places to the very ideas that pop in and out of our heads, I’ve been compelled as of late to consider the lingering moments we leave behind with every word and every touch.

Perhaps that’s corny sap, but I’ve also seen it in action. This summer I taught a course about journalism, sharing with middle and high school students the importance of a robust and precise news media in maintaining those people, places, and ideas. …


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I still remember the day. It was an ungodly hour, though some may say otherwise. At something like 6 AM I was being asked to clamor out of bed and make myself presentable enough for an hourlong drive to one of Georgia’s most popular (and controversial) state attractions. Bone-tired though I was, I managed to stitch myself together and catch a lift to Stone Mountain to volunteer at the annual Highland games put on by a gathering of a number of north Georgia’s Scottish heritage societies.

Knowing little about Scotland aside from kilts and bagpipes, my bleary-eyed self eventually found…


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Aaron Rodgers in-game; All-Pro Reels — Creative Commons

Time has taken on a profound new meaning in the pandemic, I think we would all agree. I’ve been pondering time quite a lot, its passage, how it trickles or how it rushes.

A decade is a long time. A decade is nearly half of the entire time that I’ve walked on this planet. Add a year to that decade to make it a nice ripe 11, and you have exactly half the time I’ve been strutting about.

It’s this odd, incongruent number I come to now as the Green Bay Packers ready themselves to face a formidable foe this…


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As a writer, I am intimately familiar with the idea that words matter. If they didn’t, the world would not only be a dimmer place but I’d also be sorely out of a job (not that the “job” at hand does the utmost singularly to keep food in my mouth). …


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On the evening of January 3rd, I sat down to pen a letter to Senator Mitt Romney of Utah. Just that evening I had learned of a discrete set of plans by members of his caucus, the Republican caucus, to object to the certification of the Electoral College vote which had occurred on December 14th.

I had known that some of Romney’s fellow senators and representatives might take umbrage with what they unduly see as a rigged process (Sen. Tommy Tuberville had been among the first to make such declarations) but I was frankly shocked by the numbers that the…


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On Thursday, June 1, 2017 my friends and I gathered around the dining room table in my house, pencils in hand and pizza at the ready. What wild and crazy shenanigans were we up to? Nothing terrible, I promise you. We were settling in to kick off a new campaign for Dungeons & Dragons.

Yes folks, I’m gonna write a little bit about Dungeons & Dragons.

Let me preface myself. I have long been unabashed about my keen interest in the sort of nerdy and geeky things that others might find too distasteful or too outlandish to see any real…


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Should I pray for the Devil?

I first heard a form of this question posed almost two years ago in the early morning hours of an introductory philosophy course captained by the esteemed George Yancy. Dr. Yancy is a philosopher who delves seriously into many a subject, from the critical nature of race in our everyday being to the ponderance of whether “we” are even here at all.

And yet, of all the questions he posed in that class, it is this one which floats back to me time and again: should I pray for the Devil?

It’s a perplexing…


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I remember where I was the first time that I heard the term introvert. I was in the basement of my church, about 20 minutes north of my small town. It is a little white church on a hill in the literal middle of nowhere; my pastor jokes to this day about the farm fields that surround the place and the isolation that the church’s early Norwegian founders must’ve so admired when they founded the place in 1850.

Generally speaking, a cold February night in the darkened and musty basement of a centuries-old church isn’t the ideal place to discover…


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Borat in Cologone; Michael Bulcik / SKS Soft GmbH Düsseldorf — Creative Commons

As the anxious hours tick on, the question of who will win and who will lose the United States presidential election creeps toward an answer.

That doesn’t mean it isn’t still fascinatingly nauseating.

Despite some (perhaps overeager) projections that Democratic nominee and former vice president Joe Biden would thunder to victory in a landslide election, the subsequent moments following the closing of polls on November 3rd have been incredibly uncertain.

It seems clear now that polls overestimated Biden’s strength in such swing states as Florida (which has been called for Biden’s opponent, the current president Donald Trump) and Wisconsin (which…

Noah Lorey

Script Analyst with Coverfly LLC. Proud Cheeshead, D&D enthusiast, and movie buff. A writer by day and actually still a writer at night (for what it’s worth).

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