A great, beautiful, sad baseball game

I’ll call the 1 p.m. start the Syracuse Chiefs Triple-A baseball organization offered this past weekday a Business Person’s Special. My buddies Dave, Steven T. and I snuck off on Monday to NBT Bank Stadium on the north side of Syracuse to catch some increasingly rare early afternoon American pastime. Yes, call it a Throwback…

It’s a new day for our pearly whites

When I last wrote about my teeth cleaning experience at my dentist’s office, several people threw a flag after spotting the photo of the Spinbrushes used by my dear wife Karen and I. Including a dentist I know — not my dentist — who wrote on my Facebook page how the old electric brushes were…

A Facebook tag takes me back to a newspaper office in 1979

I recognized the face immediately when it popped up on my Facebook page, a mom smiling between her two daughters. We’ve been friends on social media for … well, since the advent of people telling journalists that social media just might be a good way to prop up the work life. Oh, say, a decade…

Getting better with age on stage

I was on the phone last night interviewing two guys in the Syracuse music scene I’ve been fortunate enough to have seen play many times. Guitarist Terry Mulhauser and harp-blower and singer Pete McMahon are veterans who’ve played with different bands and a wide array of other musicians. But the cream always rises to the…

The Hen House passes our breakfast test, eggsellently

The last few times I drove up and down our big and busy road that leads to both the WalMart and BJs and the car wash with a turbo-level vacuum strong enough to hoover Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle’s excess coat at the peak of shedding season, I noticed that yet another establishment had taken…