As a father of girls…Continue reading “As a Father of Girls…”
It’s no secret that I’m a Wu-Tang Clan superfan.
I know obscure trivia about the group. I have their logo on my coffee mug. I own old issues of The Source and XXL with the group on the cover. I also own items like the “Protect Ya Neck” cassette single, the “C.R.E.A.M.” single on vinyl, and the actual Purple Tape (the cassette version of Raekwon’s Only Built 4 Cuban Linx…).
One of the more obscure Wu-related items I own is a copy of
The World According to Pretty Toney, a 2007 book by Ghostface Killah with J. Brightly.
It was March when a Sports Illustrated article declared the NBA season done, that June’s champion already a foregone conclusion:Continue reading “NBA Superteams Are Nothing New”
“Anything that costs you your peace is too expensive.”
— Tenzin Gyatso, 14th Dalai Lama
I was dying to work for a Fortune 500 company.Continue reading “Walking Away from My Dream Career Path Saved My Life”
Generally speaking, economics books are not meant to make for pleasant reading.Continue reading “You Can’t Spell ‘Economics’ without ‘Comics’ — “Why Superman Doesn’t Take Over the World” Reviewed”
The newest edition of my newsletter just dropped.Continue reading “The Pierznik Monthly Newsletter Volume 51 (January 2019)”
I began playing organized basketball at the age of six.
By the age of ten, I was playing year-round for various travel teams in various leagues, almost always in the age bracket above mine. There was never an offseason. Camps, practices, summer leagues, fall leagues, spring leagues, open gyms – I did it all. When state rules prevented us from holding official practices, we all met at our point guard’s home and conducted practices on the full court in his backyard.
Basketball was an everyday thing.Continue reading “Don’t Break the Chain: The Value of Persistence”
We’re a nation of clutter. We’re a society of packrats. We love our stuff.Continue reading “Anything Can Be Art”
Another whirlwind year.Continue reading “My Very Best Writing of 2018”
I was sure it was nothing.