Discovering a new angle of an old friend

When my dear wife Karen and I settled in to eat bodadcious barbecue Sunday night before Castle Creek took the stage at Upstairs at Upstairs at the Dinosaur, two friendly faces asked if two chairs either side of us were taken. Peter Allen and his wonderful wife Sherry joined us. We’ve been friends through three…

A granddaughter pitches in about my Polish memories

The Polish in Me bubbled out in May when I wrote about a great spot in my memories, a resort in the Catskill Mountains my father Frank reveled in taking our family. I poked around the recesses of my gray matter from more than four decades ago to bring back that time when I was…

The Head gets around, unbeknownst to this body

The adventures of my Gravatar continue. Or, if you prefer: The Head Will Roll. Novelist Rachel Carrera got a kick out of my Sunday post showing off how other WordPress blogging friends have interpreted the photo I’ve used for my Gravatar since I started this site in early 2013. Writer Rachel is also wedding photographer…

Of Mr. Met, BlogHead and Captain Poblano

Way back in spring 2013, I had my best friend KP snap a shot of me at the golf course during our first round of the season. You bet I was a happy guy. I decided to use it as the primary head shot for this here blog of mine, what with my black straw-ish…

A lake shore alive with holiday lights, you can count on it

I counted 117 million light bulbs ablaze with holiday fever along the shore of Onondaga Lake in the Syracuse suburb of Liverpool on Wednesday night. Now that would be a frustrating chore, wouldn’t it? Seven million eight hundred thousand eight six … dang, lost count, I have to go back to the start! In Syracuse,…

On Nov. 11, in Syracuse, N.Y., we played sunny golf

I’ve had a new saying lately. Syracuse is the new South Carolina. What I mean is … The periodic bursts of warm weather we’ve been getting this fall has been knocking me out. On Tuesday, Nov. 11, Veterans Day 2014, it reached 65 degrees in Syracuse, N.Y. That, my friends, is not the usual sort…

Zoomy with my new iPhone 6

My own shots always win out over their better-looking brothers and sisters I can find with a good Google. What with the largesse granted blogworld by Getty Images for photo use within sensible limits, one could pretty up most any post with professional portraits, landscapes, action. But still I go my own way with my…

The balls were rolling

To complete the thought on Oh, balls … I like bowling on Sunday mornings in my Thursday night league. See my previous post if that statement leaves you scratching your head. Cici’s Pizza took two of three games and total wood from the second-place team. I was happy with my first and third games, most…

Oh, balls

It takes all kinds at Bowling Green in Cicero, N.Y. I came prepared to capture the colorful spectrum of bowling balls that roll these days at my Thursday night league just to the north of Syracuse. The other squad was dressed in matching team shirts, and not T’s, either. Our CiCi Pizza T-shirts, received at…

The Nano Poblano Oddly Specific Gratitude Blog Hop!

Mental Mama has nominated me to be the next in the oddly specific gratitude blog hop, which is oddly awesome to me. Some days I still wonder who all is actually reading this drivel. Here’s what to do: 1. Add to the list with your own oddly specific bits of gratitude. Add as few or…