Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
When I visit Ireland, I go with a wish list of things I hope to do. These days, most of my activities involve seeing family, particularly my late father’s remaining siblings. I’ve learned, however, that getting together isn’t always possible - and to not take it personally or as a rejection. We’ve all got busy … Continue reading Grave.Tender.
The Times Union’s columnist and resident complainer, Chris Churchill, published a piece this week (3/21/23) about Madison Square Garden and their seemingly permanent tax exempt status. As I read it, I thought about the number of concerts I attended at this venue as a teenager and more recent shows in the past decade or so. In addition … Continue reading (Madison Square) Garden Party
thug: A thug is typically referred to a male or female who commits crimes for personal gain through stealing, selling drugs, but especially violent crimes such as robbery and assault. I avoided this salacious story for as long as I could. I didn’t click through the headlines to learn more or watch the series which, … Continue reading Alex Murdaugh is a thug
Does anyone remember when flying was fun? While I may have missed the heyday I saw depicted in Mad Men, even I can recall when arriving at the airport to fly to a new location, maybe even in a different time zone, felt exciting. These days, though, the emotions prompted by the tasks of getting … Continue reading Flying circus
The feeling of having a child you actually birthed nestled in your arms, asleep and lightly drooling. If time travel were an option, I’d like to have that sensation again - with each of my boys. My Christmas ornament which had been a gift from my kindergarten teacher. It was glass, originally red, with my name correctly spelled in … Continue reading Missing
It happened again. For the second time in a few short months, I found myself crying in a yoga studio. Unlike that other time, though, I didn’t see the tears coming and I can’t pinpoint exactly what it was that caused me to cry. If I were forced to point the finger of blame, I’d … Continue reading A cry in the dark
The year has barely begun and already I’m exhausted by the sheer amount of bullshit in our society. Perhaps if it had just been a thing or two, I could have overlooked them and focused my attention instead upon next month’s trip to the desert, but when the outrages and irritations continue to accumulate…well, it’s … Continue reading Irate so I write
