Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
A lot has changed since I first began traveling to Europe. I’ve gone from having the heaviest piece of luggage in our friend group of 7 to being able to successfully pack for a 4 week trip in a small carry on bag. No longer do I have to watch every franc, guilder, pound or … Continue reading Sign your name
Most people, I think, believe that restaurants are a place to spend some time and take a meal. I suppose for many this is the basic truth. For those folks, though, I feel sad because a quality experience in a restaurant is about so much more than what goes into your mouth. I’ll give you … Continue reading My Dublin home
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
Me and Boston have some history, with much of it not being very positive. I mean, how could it be? I’ve been a Yankees fan my entire life! Baseball aside, though, there are a myriad of reasons why Boston just never measured up to my own definition of a city. A. It’s kind of small. … Continue reading That time I fell in love in Boston
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
When it comes to my birthday, I take things pretty seriously - at least as far as self indulgence and celebration go. My attitude is that it is MY day and I’m going to spend it as close to precisely the way I want to. This condition has been consistent for me as far back … Continue reading A legendary weekend
The first musical I ever saw on Broadway was Grease in 1980. I don’t remember much of the show, but I do recall being mesmerized by the costumes, dancing and singing and, really, isn’t that what a musical is all about? On Sunday afternoon I was in the audience for a production of Beautiful: The … Continue reading A Beautiful reason to have come home
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