Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
At this point, you know that I am very thoughtful about my wardrobe, oui? When I go to Europe I plan my outfits carefully, both for appearances and packing. If all I have is a carry on piece of luggage, I need to make good choices - especially if I’ll be traveling for 3+ weeks, … Continue reading A la mode – fashion observations from France
Sanity Safety Solitude Security Self realization… But, that’s not what we’re here right now to talk about. Instead of all those things listed above that sometimes keep me awake at night, let me tell about my Friday night at the Spectrum. My OG Albany friend (from South Troy) invited me to attend a Q&A event … Continue reading Desperately seeking s…
Which do you think sounds less prétentieux? The South of France” or “the French Riviera? In a few weeks, N and I are going to France together for the first time (other than an afternoon spent in Alsace last year). We’ll be dividing our time into 3 nights in Marseille and 4 nights in Nice. … Continue reading Au revoir, America
In “my” library at school, which was completely renovated recently, we have a banging a/v system, complete with Bose speakers. Often we’ll project a scene onto the big screen, something inspiring or designed to transport viewers from the greyness of winter in upstate New York. Cozy fireplaces and spring gardens can literally warm the soul, … Continue reading Nurturing eagles as democracy dies
There’s been a lot of press about the new Pamela Anderson film, one in which she displays a genuine talent for performance rather than just her physical attributes. Thanks to yesterday’s Lunar New Year holiday from school, I finally had an opportunity to catch the movie at its sole late afternoon showing at my neighborhood … Continue reading The Last Showgirl
I awoke thinking about the two children who had died after falling in Washington Park’s lake. It’s impossible to know what the boy had been thinking when he ventured onto ice which was nowhere near strong enough to hold his weight. Did he know he was taking a risk? Was he perhaps laughing with nerves … Continue reading Frozen in time
Aloysius, one of my oldest friends, and his wife have a home up north which they bought in the last couple of years. He describes the lake it is on as being similar to Greenwood Lake, where we grew up, but with the benefit of not having been trashed by a combination of long ago … Continue reading In a swoon over Schroon
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