The Glorious Life (and Tragic Death) of Snowmailboxman

It's safe to say that the Northeast got a little bit of snow this winter.  Blizzard after blizzard after blizzard after blizzard -- hold up, I'm almost done -- after blizzard after blizzard... it was enough to shut down the city of Boston for a month and seriously put a damper on everybody's plans. And, if my neighborhood…

A Seriously Melodramatic, Junot Diaz-inspired Blog Post About Puerto Rico (with very poor Spanish — get your Google Translate ready)

"Does Puerto Rico have a president?" The girl with the beginnings of a sleeve tattoo asks this in earnest to the man next to her.  She and her girlfriend sit behind us on the plane, their pop-up tent in the carry-on compartment directly above us.  They plan on finding a spot on the beach to…

Non-Fighting-Related Injuries (Or: Why I’d Suck as a Competitive Fighter)

Any athletic endeavor comes with a risk of injury.  If you do any type of martial art, that risk tends to be a bit higher.  You could be participating in something as innocent as cardio kickboxing; there's still a chance you're going to walk away with some black and blues (or white-and-golds ... are we sick…