I’ve got news for you...despite what you may have heard, money can, in fact, buy happiness. At least for me it can when it comes in the form of travel reservations. In the last couple of months I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about what makes me happy and what I’ve concluded is this … Continue reading Buying happiness
If my weekend had been a newspaper, perhaps even the local one from my childhood hometown, The Greenwood Lake News, I imagine it might look a little like what you’re about to read below. For the record, it was an exceptional edition. Automotive How I learned to stop - or, no more rolling stops. Many, … Continue reading Weekend headlines
This trip has been absolutely wonderful. That doesn’t mean there weren't occasional instances of irritation or stress or unhappiness. All of those were present at various times during our two weeks away, but the number of joyful moments far outweigh the less blissed out instances. My heart is a feeling a bit broken in all … Continue reading What I’m bringing home…
It has been a wild and incredible couple of weeks. My son and I have seen things we both always, yet never, imagined. I guess, maybe, life is like that - there are things you anticipate and others you can never expect. It seems all one can do is roll with it with as much … Continue reading Final west coast night
“You’re glowing” they said. I’ve heard that a lot recently and I’ve even recognized it myself. My eyes look tired, yet excited. My smile feels easy and I’ve sincerely tried to master keeping my head (on) straight and directly face the camera lens. I just look kinda shiny, in a good way. My radiance, for … Continue reading Shiny, happy people
After a lifetime spent trying to avoid being banal, i.e. an undereducated restaurant worker after dropping out of high school, cyclical “victim” of poverty, stereotypical librarian, I’m afraid I’ve found myself perpetuating the cliché of “when you stop looking for it, it finds you.” Let me explain. I’ve had a couple of relationships that left … Continue reading Who’s the new guy?
I clearly remember when I first realized it was “Bash Bish Falls,” and not “Bish Bash Falls...because it was last Sunday, the same day I finally got there after hearing about this spot for what must be years. Perched on the border of N.Y. and MA, the highest waterfall in the Commonwealth is an ideal … Continue reading Bash. Me.