In Which Dan Friesen Proves That He Is The Type of Man Who Can Watch Many Hours of TV, Even Shows That Anger Him; or, My Spell Check Thinks Gary Sinise’s Last Name Should Be “Sinuses”

I vaguely alluded to this in that last really long piece, but didn’t clarify because the thing was too damn long as it was.
Liz and I got to watch a bit of television in the evenings at the hotel (The Isthmia Prime- The Grecian Formula For Luxury), and since we were in a foreign land, [...]

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In Which Dan Friesen Condenses Two Weeks of Life Into 2000 Boring Words; or, I Stopped Maturing At Age 12

The good news is that I’m no longer in Greece.   The bad news is that I’m still a week away from coming home to glorious, wonderful, comfortable Columbia and all my peeps.
I’m not sure if you’ve ever had the experience of seeing your home through new eyes, but the feeling is quite profound.  For so [...]

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In Which Dan Friesen Finds a Piece of Highbrow Literature; or, The Wheel in The Sky Still Turns

I was cruising Facebook today, and I saw that my friend from Greek class, Daniel Dorsey, has self-published a book about his experience of going to Africa.  I know him to be a smart, caring, and committed guy, so I have no doubts that it must be a good read for anyone interested in a [...]

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In Which Dan Friesen Watches Prostitutes From A Balcony; or, Twenty Dollars For A Handjob? Baby, You Gotta Do Me Better Than That

As it turns out, Athens has no problem with prostitution.  At least, that’s the feeling I got, as I watched the hookers walk the street from my hostel’s third floor balcony.  I spent a lot of time out there; not just because of the hookers, but because, although smoking was allowed at our hostel, I [...]

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In Which Dan Friesen Calls Out a Tenured Professor; or, “Hey Baby, I Would Have Failed Human Sexuality Without The Curve. Wanna Fuck?”

I wrote this as a sample for a blog I’m applying to be an editor of.  The blog is Mizzou themed, and I’m not sure what they wanted exactly, so I wrote this.  I’m not sure if I’ll get the job, but things look decent. It turned out that this piece was too long for them [...]

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In Which Dan Friesen Witnesses a Global Event With 200 People Who, Believe It Or Not, Cared Less About It Than He; or, Somebody, Please Get Mr. Patrick a Scone

As predicted, getting out of Corinth has turned out to be exactly what the doctor ordered, though I was very resistant to take the medicine at first.
On Saturday, the family took a day trip to Athens, with the intention of the parents returning to Corinth that night, while my brother David and I stayed on [...]

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In Which Dan Friesen Does a Little Research; or, Proof Positive That Jews Do Not, In Fact, Run Show Business

People give certain actors a hard time for never turning down a project. There’s the classic joke about Michael Caine asking his agent what a particular script was about. His agent said, “it’s about a million dollars,” to which Caine replied, “I’ll do it.”
I did a little research on IMDB, and I found [...]

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In Which Dan Friesen Goes Halfway Around The World Only To Realize That He Never Should Have Left; or, Greece Sucks, Ancient Corinth Sucks More

So, I’m in Greece.  In Ancient Corinth to be exact.  I guess my dad has some business being here and, I suspect, decided to bring the family along as some sick joke.
When I signed up for this little excursion, I did so expecting that what we were doing was going on vacation.  After all, it [...]

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