Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
I know I’m not alone in feeling like it’s been sunnier these last few days after what felt a lot like living under the perpetually grey skies of a dystopian novel. Despite the shorter days, I feel personally lighter and friends have shared similar emotions with me in recent days. It’s palpable.Things will remain difficult, … Continue reading Good day sunshine
Is this how it feels when your country is falling apart? During the buildup to WWII and the Nazi takeover, did Europeans feel the same way I am these days? How many more ways can we replicate the events of 100 years ago? Why is it that American students are taught that women received the right to vote in … Continue reading 5 Election Day questions not on any ballot
My chin is still on the ground after last night’s “shit show” of a debate. It’s clear to me who the intelligent, compassionate, committed to anti racism, residents of our country must support during this critical election season. It isn’t even close. While I sincerely wish the candidates were younger people, I’ll place my vote … Continue reading Trumpster fire
On a warm and late afternoon, Jeter and I ran up the yellow brick road. We had already done our lap around the community gardens, the meadow and dog park, and were now on our way home again. Jeter had “thanked“ me for not letting him swim by finding something utterly captivating, (and more than … Continue reading Turkeys fly as our country fails
Liar’s stories and cashmere robes both always develop holes.The government in this country is broken. This is a nonpartisan statement. Schools in the United States are being asked to tackle a myriad of unimagined issues with no additional resources from the government because our elected officials can’t negotiate a deal to support the country’s schools … Continue reading Rainy run thoughts
Despite the swampy weather and the continuing pandemic, I’m feeling more stimulated than languid. Go figure. My mind is racing in a million different directions while my soul case (that’s how I’m referring to my physical body right now) softens into the consistency of a toasted marshmallow in the humid July air. Summer, 2020 is … Continue reading Getting there
Ninety some odd days into the pandemic, and about 10 days since the murder of George Floyd, I have completely hit the wall. Overwhelmed is the only way I can describe it. The demonstrations, (including some very destructive ones within a mile or so of my home), the constantly updating feeds from Twitter, Facebook and … Continue reading A 72-hour (media) fast
