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I’ve recently become a little obsessed with the universe. Maybe it’s because my kid keeps asking me where the world came from. Maybe it’s early-middle-age desire to more fully understand my place in the world. Maybe I just need a new…

The first Olympic memory I have is from 1980, mostly because it was the first time I heard the word “boycott.” I remember thinking: What does a boy on a cot have to do with anything? But it’s 1984 that comes back to me, every time I hear the…

There is boldness happening in the world right now. There has always been boldness, but I think I’m in the mindset to notice, because there are Olympic champions on my TV every night, priming my brain to pay attention to boldness. We’re setting out…

I have a magazine assignment to scout the upcoming 127 Corridor sale (otherwise known as “The World’s Longest Yard Sale) in Ohio and Kentucky. I’m bringing my sisters and niece with me for some color commentary (by “color,” I mean insanity),…

I’ve been in a serious flirtation with entrepreneurship for the past few years, coyly saying things like, “I want to build something larger than myself.” I mean, just the word entrepreneur has a seductive quality: with its European etymology, it…