Professional biographers are an odd lot. When I write a post about someone other than me (which is rare), I obsess about it for a few days, churn out some concoction that consists of anywhere between 600-1000 words and then Continue reading
As most of you already know, I went to high school overseas. From the tenth through twelfth grades, I lived in Santiago, Chile. Those were a memorable three years but I’m not about to bore you with anymore sappy stories Continue reading
The following is a frightfully true story about football, lust… and cheese dip.
The night Jim Bouton helped me write a book report Continue reading
The year was 1995. I was putting the final touches on a masters thesis I had no interest in writing. I was equally uneager to see what the real world had to offer in terms of employment.