To Some Jews, Faith Means Lox, Bagels and Seinfeld

In September, I had an argument with my wife about Judaism. During the high holidays, I feel the need to go to synagogue, but attendance is limited. You must have a ticket to get in, usually a color-coded one, and if you don’t you must either steal in, or wait on a line for the Read More

My Trip to Tony in Frogtown, Far From Mad Manhattan

A month ago, I made 50 bucks delivering the Frogtown Times in an inner-city neighborhood in Jesse Ventura country, St. Paul. All journalists should have to deliver a newspaper now and then. It’s humbling. You’re reminded of how little most people actually want your work, how much you’re asking of them in just 15 inches. Read More