... I've been on a vacation of sorts. It was my wife's college reunion, and I was able to meet a lot of her compadres—none of which I had ever met.

They were a very eclectic bunch, as they all went to the Ringling School of Art—perhaps the nation's finest art college. There were drinkers and nondrinkers, meat eaters and vegetarians, musicians, funny people and serious people—but not a football fan in the bunch.

Here I was, with a dozen folks or so, and I couldn't talk football for two days! Suddenly, I understood the feeling smokers go through going cold turkey and what junkies must go through during withdrawal.

Because we booked the condo for the week, when the three-day reunion was over, I decided to hit the pa...

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