Are all politicians essentially narcisists? Is there some cachet which I simply don't understand in having one's name emblazoned upon recycling bins, trash cans, a fleet of city vehicles and various signs around our city? I don't believe the position of mayor is permanent despite the number of years Jerry has been on the job … Continue reading Sign of the Times – Who’s your mayor?
Category: Albany
New Old Bling
So, I've had this belt of my mother's for about 20 years. It never fit me, so I can't imagine how it ever fit her, (which may be why I got it to begin with) but, I've always loved it. Over the years, the belt had fallen into a state of disrepair, yet, I didn't … Continue reading New Old Bling
running diaries chapbook – part iv
happy runner girlFor the past couple of weeks, I've been running injured. It's nothing serious just a tightness in my right hip and an awareness of my left knee. It is prompting me to try to stretch more conscientiously, which is good. It is also putting me in a position where I am continually asserting … Continue reading running diaries chapbook – part iv
DelSo Night
What better way to start my summer vacation than a walk down Delaware Avenue? It was the perfect evening for a stroll (in between rain showers) and I was happy to see so many people out and about. Don't the tables in front of Pizzalo look good? I need to give their pizza another shot … Continue reading DelSo Night
Commencing…
Yes, Q, I feel the same way.I'm not gifted when it comes to mathematics, (unless you need to know what 20% of a check is), but, for what I believe to be the only time ever, all three Lilly boys celebrated commencement milestones this month. First up was Q as he made the big leap … Continue reading Commencing…
Lark Street is for Lovers – and art and kids
On Saturday I actually was able to bring my youngest child to an event on Lark Street without fear that he would be visually assaulted by public urination (no, Quinn, it isn't ok for people to pee outside. Unless they're camping, of course) or intoxicated revelers. Yes, as you could probably tell by the rainy forecast, … Continue reading Lark Street is for Lovers – and art and kids
First Friday
I have a confession - I almost always forget to attend First Friday. It isn't that I'm uninterested or lacking in a calendar, it's just that by Friday evening I usually feel a little brain dead and, if I go directly home after work, often, I don't leave again. I had, however, received an email … Continue reading First Friday
