…Long Live The Twice-Lost Geek.
Or: depression and generalized anxiety disorder are bitches.
Every year, during the second week of October, my hometown of Lancaster, Ohio, plays host to the Fairfield County Fair. Founded in 1850, the Fair is amalgamation of both the past and present and is, quite frankly, one of the best attractions in the region of Southeastern Ohio.
I don’t understand the appeal of apple cider slushies.
To begin, I love Fall. I love bonfires, my local county fair, getting to wear hoodies, the smell of decaying leaves, dressing up for Halloween, and apple cider… hot (or at least room temperature) apple cider, that is. Fall and apple cider go together like peanut butter and jelly or Daryl Hall and John Oates, or Charlie Sheen and winning. Fall isn’t Fall without a steaming mug of apple cider.
It’s difficult to believe that it’s been nearly two months since the trip to The House on the Rock. A lot of life has happened between now and then, but the House (and the Twice Lost Geek) has been at the forefront of my mind. I’ll never forget the near-religious experience I had while in the rolling hills of Wisconsin.
Hey everyone! That’s right, you read correctly – the Twice-Lost Geek has returned! I’m happy to announce that I went on a road trip to The House on the Rock, in Spring Green, Wisconsin, and HO-LY CRAP, was it amazing!
I don’t remember exactly when I read American Gods (written by the incomparable Neil Gaiman) for the first time. What I do remember, however, is that the book was not only very entertaining, but it drew very deeply on mythology, which is something I’ve always had a soft spot for. Also, many scenes in the book happen to take place at various roadside attractions (both real and imagined by the author). Continue reading “I owe it all to American Gods.”