I remember where I was on September 8, 1998. If you are wracking your brain trying to figure out why, it was the day Mark McGwire hit his sixty-second home run of the season, breaking a record that Roger Maris set thirty-seven years earlier. It was a...
I get a lot of questions about my lifestyle. I spend most of my time traveling, and people seem to think that it is glamourous. I suppose I did too, at the beginning. That wears off after a while, and doubly so when you have a comfortable home. So a question...
I do not consider myself to be a superstitious person. I have never worried about breaking mirrors and I remember as a kid intentionally stepping on cracks in the sidewalk. I do not have a lucky number but if I did I would give serious thought to making...