Earlier in the summer, this video came across my Facebook wall and ignited my current obsession with Amy Winehouse. I’ve loved Amy since one of my favorite students (DC) turned me on to her about 10 years ago, but I guess it was time for me to dive a little deeper into her music. So, … Continue reading Miss(ing) Amy Winehouse
Be authentic
It’s human nature to become reflective during your birth month, don’t you think? I think I do it every year. It’s kind of when I check in on 1. where I’m at, 2. where I’ve been and 3. where I want to be going. I make an extra effort to try to take a little time … Continue reading Be authentic
Albany XXX
What’s up with that title, right? Is it porn? Extra large? Nope...Roman numerals - thirty, as in thirty years since I first moved to Albany. In August of 1988 I was 21. I moved here knowing not a single person, other than Mary Panza who I was lucky enough to meet when her roommate tried … Continue reading Albany XXX
Reflections on Summer 2018
My travels have taken me new places and I am so appreciative of the memories I made and the food I ate and the wine I drank and the friends I hugged. Cape Cod without children is like shared custody following the end of a marriage/relationship - a dirty little secret in all the best … Continue reading Reflections on Summer 2018
BlacKKKlansman
Eight or ten years ago my former husband and I celebrated an anniversary on Martha’s Vineyard. I think it was Labor Day weekend and, to kill time before our ferry departure, we squeezed into the Black Dog Cafe in Vineyard Haven for a final indulgent breakfast. After we were seated, I noticed the father and … Continue reading BlacKKKlansman
Street talk
Damn, girl. You lookin for a friend? You work out! I know I’m expected to be offended by the words above, but, I’m not. I’m almost 52 years old and a young man (maybe 25?) who was tall, handsome and jacked, said those very words to me last night as I walked to the Empire … Continue reading Street talk
Telling stories
Monday night a friend and I headed downtown to attend the August edition of the Front Parlor series. This month’s theme was Drugs and it wasn’t until nearly midway through the program that I decided to participate as a story teller. While there were quite a few options in terms of what I could share when it … Continue reading Telling stories
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