To Find Love, Rub the (Bronze) Bulge

The unstable vertebrae in my back slipped regularly, half crippling me. This triggered my latent depression. Rather than hobnobbing with the other teaching assistants, I hid in my room. I missed my cat and my parents. I missed the man who loved me, his kind eyes and raspy laugh. Perhaps, I thought, God could still…

Inside the Search for the Best Mullet in America

About half of the 14 contestants wore Americana garb: a shirt with a toile-esque pattern of bald eagles, red-white-and-blue camouflage, shortalls that looked like an American flag. Almost all wore wraparound sunglasses. Many sipped tallboy cans of beer as they shared tales of barbers, including one dramatic anecdote about a hairstylist being unreachable that morning…