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When I was six years old, I was sure, depending on what time of day it was when you asked me, what I wanted to be when I grew up: a police officer, a firefighter, an astronaut or a ninja.…
I’ve never been one to do things the easy way. I hope you don’t take me for a braggart; that statement isn’t meant to be an indication that I derive some masochistic sense of self-satisfaction from trekking the rockier valley…
The wide-open parameters of this column’s subject matter are both a great asset and maddening liability. On the one hand, I can write about pretty much anything I want. That’s why subjects have ranged from Rick Santorum is a Poop-Face…
I have a funny relationship with music. It used to be my job to write about it, and I got into that career — or, let’s be honest, fell into it — because I am truly fascinated and enamored with…
Last night, Timothy Bradley defeated Manny Paquiao by split decision (115-113, 115-113 and 113-115) to win the WBO Welterweight title. On paper, it was probably the most monumental upset in boxing since Antonio Tarver turned pound-for-pound great Roy Jones, Jr.…
by Josh Ruffin I don’t write about death much in this column. Best I can tell, there are a couple of reasons for that: For one, I’ve not had to reckon very closely with it. Yes, I’ve known people…