There’s nothing petty about a NYC pedicab ride
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch It was a cold, drizzly April night in NYC. Curbside pedicab operators in rain gear smiled warmly like politicians on Election Day as tourists (a.k.a. Hoosier…
Read MoreBy SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch It was a cold, drizzly April night in NYC. Curbside pedicab operators in rain gear smiled warmly like politicians on Election Day as tourists (a.k.a. Hoosier…
Read MoreBy SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch Recently, we were notified that our rent in Fishers would be raised an added $800 per month, triggering a second move in less than a year….
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch I was walking in my neighborhood when a bicyclist shouted, “I liked your last two columns.” A rarity. An unsolicited compliment from an uncloseted reader for…
The role of arts & humanities during tough times By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch How do the humanities help us all cultivate hope and community in times of crisis? Indiana Poet…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch It is Easter Sunday, and he is showing me where the dead will be placed, should anyone die down here, 12 feet below the ground, in…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch Step 1: Sit down. Step 2: Stand up. Step 3: Go to cabinet for Fritos. Step 4: Repeat Step 1. Step 5: Hate self for eating…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch Recently, the Eagles performed in Indianapolis as part of their Hotel California tour. Hotel California is one of the greatest albums ever, though the title track,…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch At first glance, it appeared that a cricket had crawled inside my nose, one of its thin, hind legs the only thing visible, dangling from my…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch March Madness is here, a time when people in these parts are bonkers for basketball. I could not care less – sacrilegious sentiment, I know, for…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch The last thing the world really needs right now is another word nerd writing about his or her Wordle experiences, causing readers to suffer through some…