For years, I wrote a monthly column called "Odd Man Out" for Cincinnati Magazine. I had a blast writing about all sorts of personal experiences--from the time I lost my pants at the zoo to when I planned an entire wedding in less than an hour. The column earned honors from the Ohio Society of Professional Journalists and the Cleveland Press Club. The linked image will take to you several of these pieces--which, I realize, go back a ways, but I think they stand the test of time. I hope you do, too.
