Category: First Person

Note: Presentation of these texts or “accounts” of “real world” “experience” from the perspective of “individuals” going about “their” “lives” should not be taken to imply an official Ordinary Times position as to the ontological status or scientifically verifiable existence of so-called “ego.”

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Flying High, and Low

“I can’t find the time” is what we say when we want to curtsy at endeavors that are merely day-dreams, and not actually things we have any real passion or desire to pursue

Investigation 4

My First Murder Investigation

I stared at my notes as the last couple hours swirled around in my head. This seemed too insane to actually be true.

ghost 11

High Sierra Ghost Stories

The past isn’t ever really past, and ghosts don’t ever die. So instead of avoiding them or feeling bad, maybe try confronting them a little bit?

help 12

Hey Man, I Need a Solid…

Being polite is one thing. Being taken advantage of because of being polite is another.

Oxycondone 17

Oxycodone and Me

In which our hero is nearly mistaken for a drug addict but ultimately gets the help he needs.

opioids 17

Later, Kimmy Jo

“Life’s a garden man. Dig it!” That’s the tagline on my friend Kim’s Facebook profile. It’s a fitting slogan for a woman like her, a happy-go-lucky girl who never took anything too seriously. Even...

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Now where was I…?

A once prolific OT contributor returns with humble-brag and bad advice.

Blue Ridge Parkway 3

A Love Letter To The Blue Ridge Parkway

For most of us across the country, today was the first day it truly felt like fall. Not just because heat wasn’t breaking records like it was a game or something, but due to...

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Border Misadventures

Somehow I managed to cross the U.S.-Canadian border twice in the past week without the proper documentation.

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Adopt, Don’t Shop

I want to drive home the point that if you’re looking for a pet, you should always think to adopt first.

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I’ll Take My Pizza Ohio Valley Style…

Symposium: Not much has changed since the forties. Pizza slingers are still making DiCarlo’s Pizza the same way Primo did all those years ago up and down the Ohio Valley and beyond.

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