Bloggles

I’ve always had a bit of an interest in the Knights Templar. Not enough to study them in depth, but I’ve read some articles about them. It was on this day, January 13, in the year 1128, that Pope Honorius II made a big announcement about this military group. He called them an “Army of […]

I never went to camp. Not really. One summer in my youth, probably during the third grade or so, I went with a friend of mine, to the downtown location of the Boys Club. I guess it was some sort of a summer day camp. Truthfully? I think our parents sent us down there to

I’m not quite sure how I should feel about the Royals. I mean, being American and all, I don’t really know the British pulse of it, all because, as they say, I have not walked a mile in their sensible shoes. Don’t get me wrong. It is not that I don’t care about England, and

  That old feeling. When someone gets on your mind and it is hard to shake them. Everywhere you turn, you see some sort of reminder of them. If they are still with us, we can pick up the phone and call. If not, we just wonder, what or why we are so strongly reminded.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Did you ever have one of those days? Probably not as bad as my uncle. About a month before he died, he put lard on his back. Then he went downhill, fast. But lately, I’ve been thinking about work. Like the time I got fired from my job at the Calendar Factory.

  I’ve been praying for peace. Daily. I don’t know that it actually helps anything. I don’t know how any of that works, you know, out there. But in truth it is all right here. There have been many people treading through this ensuing drudge for years, saying their good slogans, with all the best

  Now here’s a guy. I wasn’t going to write yet another historical bio this morning, just because I’ve been doing them a lot lately. But this guy. Holy Flying Boulders Batman. The guy is Heinrich Schliemann. He’s a German, sort of, and an Archaeologist, sort of. Which by the way, is a dicey word