Last night I helped a friend savor his waning hours of freedom. He was able to eat as many chicken wings as he wanted and afterward we settled in a bar where we smoked long cigars and my friend got a little silly on $12-a-glass scotch.
I haven't smoked a cigar in years. I can still taste it today. And my lungs hurt when I resumed running, thanks to the break in the heatwave. I used to smoke cigars quite a bit. Back when it was trendy, I'm afraid to say. Yuck.
His wedding is tomorrow. Allie and I bought him and his wife a nice present.
A Chicago Tribune Best Book of the Year
A Publisher's Weekly Best Book of the Year
One of Kansas City Star's 100 Noteworthy Books of the Year
Winner of the William Rockhill Nelson Award for Nonfiction
Winner of the Harry Chapin Media Award
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Forget the nerdy reputation that debate has. Instead think of a scenario as exciting as a sports game with high stakes like triumphing over racism. bad politics and abject poverty... An important, thoughtful and provocative look at race and class in America.
- The Boston Globe
Joe Miller's enthusiasm is infectious and the plot creates the suspense of a good courtroom thriller.
- Entertainment Weekly
The minute I finished Joe Miller's Cross-X, I held the book out in front of me -- amazed, rapturous, and hopeful... Miller's mesmerizing, vivid accounts of the debates will leave you crouched in your seat, holding your breath... An incredibly powerful, daringly hopeful book.
- Minneapolis Star-Tribune
Irresistible... Miller begins breezily but is soon deeply invested in the Central squad's mission to not only master the debate game on its own terms but revolutionize it with flashes of poetry and hip-hop wordplay... If all these kids could run things, Miller implies, imagine what could get done.
- Elle
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