Editorial articles by publisher Ray Lesser

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The Grandson

By Ray Lesser

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Samson has baskets full of toys at Grandpa’s house but none of them is as interesting as his rock. Samson carries his rock around and pounds it on the floor and furniture. Continue reading

Best Bicycle Practices

By Ray Lesser

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When I was a kid, riding bikes was something you only did until you could get your hands on the keys to a car. Because, face it, you were never going to get laid on the back seat of a Schwinn. Continue reading

Empty Cache

By Ray Lesser

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My mind is a mix between dangerously empty and completely full. It’s overflowing with old, mostly useless information, like remembering the exact spot where I taped the Rolling Stones’ Let It Bleed poster to my bedroom ceiling when I was in high school. Continue reading

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Credit Where Credit Is Due

By Ray Lesser

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Once upon a time, the phrase “once upon a time” didn’t exist. Then Mother Goose came up with it and it went viral, to the point where every five-year-old can practically recite it in their sleep. Continue reading

Big Boss Man

By Ray Lesser

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Are you ready for the biggest turnaround ever, America? Because I’m going to turn this country around so fast, other countries are going to get whiplash just trying to see where we went. Continue reading

Off The Rack

By Ray Lesser

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I bought the belt I’m wearing at a truck stop in Montana over 40 years ago. It’s the only belt I ever wear, not because I’m cheap, or neurotic, (although I am, I am), but rather because it’s the only really comfortable belt I’ve ever been able to find. Continue reading

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America Is Coming Unwrapped

By Ray Lesser

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Many of the most popular items on YouTube today are not music videos, or viral videos of dancing cats, or even Donald Trump doing his karaoke version of “My Way.” Continue reading

Anxiety

By Ray Lesser

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I spend a lot of time worrying about my anxiety. I’m only trying to quiet my disquietude, or apprehend my apprehension, or wrestle with my restlessness, or, can we just talk about something else? This is making me anxious. Continue reading

The Ask Ray Hotline

By Ray Lesser

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I’m standing on my head, in a slightly ecstatic meditative state, when my cell phone rings. Since I’m waiting to hear from my agent if my screenplay is being optioned, I race to answer it. Continue reading

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Self Service

By Ray Lesser

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I used to have a job pumping gas, as did millions of other young men of my generation. For many, this was an entry-level path to becoming a mechanic, or perhaps one day, a service station owner. Continue reading