Reblog Wednesday: “A Persian Brew” – Mahdis Marzooghian

We’re going to start reblogging and/or linking one essay, article, or blog we find interesting, emotive, or hilarious each Wednesday, because sharing is caring.

Update, Oct 24, 2019: The original link to this article was broken/not found, so I searched the Google and found a more recent publication of the article.

First up this week is a vivid essay, “A Persian Brew”, by Mahdis Marzooghian about her experiences growing up Persian in the US. Mahdis is a friend and the Editor-in-Chief over at, – “A Persian Brew”

The most succinct thing I can say about Mahdis’s writing is that she made me — a white, blonde-haired, American male — feel like I was living her experiences. That is the connective power of brilliant storytelling.

I recommend reading the full issue here, but I just wanted to highlight Mahdis’s piece in particular. (Steve D)

Reblog: In which I tell you how your religion works

I’ve been stewing on the Syrian Refugee Crisis, as I’m sure many others have, for a few days now. This piece by a talented writer sums up the hypocrisy of the people who claim we cannot let more refugees into this country.

Welcome to infinitefreetime dot com

christianity_versus_other_religions_blog-horngsawI am not a Christian.  That fact has probably been perfectly clear for a very long time; it doesn’t take a whole lot of reading around here to figure it out.

What may be less clear to non long-time visitors: Chances are I know way more about Christianity than you do.  Is that a guarantee?  No, not at all.  But most of you don’t have a Master’s degree in Biblical studies.  I do.  And I got it from one of the best divinity schools in the country.  So chances are I know more about Christianity and Western religion in general than you do.

I’ve been thinking about Jesus a lot in the last few days.  Maybe I should go full wanker here and call him Yeshua, or something, to rid him of some of the cruft that’s accumulated over the past 2000 years, but the point is I’ve spent a…

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San Francisco Part II: Dirt Trails and a Wedding Gown

Here’s part 2 of my San Francisco trip. And it didn’t take over a year!!!


Part II of my trip to San Francisco is here… and it didn’t take nearly two years to finish! Although it did take me longer than a week… but still!

My first visit to the Pacific Ocean. My first visit to the Pacific Ocean.

The wedding was to take place on Saturday evening, our second full day in San Francisco. We decided to stay north of the Bay in the morning to cut down on travel time, and explore the shore of Marin County. I really don’t remember which part of the state parks we drove through, but it was fantastic. We found a small parking lot somewhere along route 1 and trekked down a dirt path through colorful scrub to a small cove on the ocean.

Hiking down the hill towards the ocean. Hiking down the hill towards the ocean.

The vegetation reminded me of the scrub in Dartmoor, England, but of course the climate is much dryer. The vegetation reminded me of the scrub in Dartmoor, England, but of course the climate is much dryer.

I had to climb the rocks, obviously. I had to climb the…

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San Francisco Part I: Beers and Bubble Tea

Part I of my trip to San Francisco. That’s right… I have a dormant travel blog that is now being revitalized. – Steve D


Programming Note: Okay, I’m actually going to try to get back into this blog. Life has a way of getting in the way of other life, no? When I began this blog, I was just settling down from three country-hopping trips in the summer of 2012. I visited a lot of places and met a lot of people. I have since settled back in Maryland with my fiancee (the former girlfriend who ventured to Ireland and France with me) a dog, and a job. But I have more stories to tell and photographs to share. I am doing far less travelling now (to my dislike), but there are other trips I’d like to share. I may also write some retrospective posts about trips I have already discussed; what are the stories or feelings or impressions that have stuck with me one, five, or ten years after the fact? I’ll try…

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