I’ve dabbled in a number of different forms of journalism over the years. I’ve covered advances in veterinary medicine, described how to shop for a manure spreader, written how-to’s and op-eds, provided blow-by-blow event coverage, and even poked a few hornet’s nests. But unless you count Big Name Trainers (BNT in horsey chatboard vernacular), I can’t say celebrity profiles have ever been much on my radar.
I do, however, now know where to go should I ever hanker to veer in that direction.
A few months ago, I won a little contest. It was the sort of web-based form you fill out when you’re procrastinating about finishing an article that bores you to desperation. You know — name, address, age, e-mail address so that We May Spam You Unmercifully in the Future. That I have won a small handful of these contests over the last few years is probably an…
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