Thoughts, experiences and adventures from a resident of DelSo aka Delaware Avenue South in Albany, N.Y.
My history with the state of Maine is limited and not all together positive. Even though it’s been close to 25 years since I visited Portland and Camden on a decades ago anniversary weekend, I’ve retained a few distinct impressions from that trip. It’s far, like really far. I remember thinking that the license plate … Continue reading Maine, man
One of the things I’ve recently noticed about my personal aging process, is that my coloring has changed. My hair, eyes and skin tone have all evolved into new and unexpected shades. I think the most dramatic alteration for me to accept and internalize has been the gradual change in my hair color. I am … Continue reading True colors
My 2025 visit to Dublin included an appointment at True Electric Tattoo, a studio on Wicklow Street just south of the Liffey. A particular tattoo artist, Luke Martin, had been recommended by one of my cousins and I was very pleased with the work he did for me. It was a simple tattoo - my … Continue reading The light touch of Ledhands Luke
I kind of pride myself on having my shit together. From my earliest days, I was trained to be responsible and self sufficient, lessons I internalized and incorporated into my everyday life. Keeping my space tidy, paying my bills on time and being aware of the location of important items are ingrained in me. Which … Continue reading Losing it
It started with one of my favorite yoga classes at The Hot Yoga Spot - core focused flow. This never-quite-the-same -twice practice turns me into a sweaty mess, but the returns are real. My abdomen is definitely reaping the rewards of 60 minutes spent on my mat breathing through crunches, high and low boat poses … Continue reading A sublime Sunday.
Back in the day when I was a working librarian, I produced a biweekly newsletter for my faculty. I actually called it a newsieletter, a word that I came up with to encompass the array of information (think events, recommendations and articles of interest) I shared to inspire and entertain colleagues during the pandemic as … Continue reading 5 ways to temporarily escape the approach of WWIII
One of my favorite hotel stays was many years ago in Amsterdam - and no, I’m not talking about that sweet botel docked behind Centraal Station again. This was a much later visit, with my then-teenaged oldest son and my German uncle and aunt. It was also situated behind Centraal Station but was decidedly much … Continue reading Getting Hot
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