Where the Money Is

I hide money in books. Always have. Certain correspondence, too, though the need for that has lessened in the past decade or so, what with the digital and the family-man lifestyle. When I did them, I hid drugs in books,…

Tanguay vs. Tyson, Round 3

One challenge of being human is that you’re sort of honor bound to move beyond personal prejudices and your own cultural norms in order to see your fellow persons as equally human. Meeting that challenge means acknowledging your inclusion in…

Tanguay vs. Tyson, Round 2

I haven’t read ghostwriter Larry “Ratso” Sloman’s autobiographies of Howard Stern, David Blaine, Kiss drummer Peter Criss, or the Red Hot Chili Peppers’ Anthony Kiedis, so I don’t know if any of those guys, after reading the final manuscript of…

Tanguay vs. Tyson, Round 1

In the late afternoon on June 26, 1988, after half a week in the back rows of a Greyhound, I stepped with my duffel into the gloom of the San Diego bus terminal and bummed a cigarette off a fifty-something…

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