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…

How far have the lines moved these days?

I couldn’t quite believe the news story the other week when I read deeper into the particulars about a honcho losing a prestigious position because of something said in public. Or, more precisely, something this middle-aged white American male tweeted to the world in reaction to comments made by a European golfer about an older-generation…

I kept everybody clear of the pitchfork

A good time was had by us. Everybody, actually, to my two eyes that looked out through the lens-less frames of my spectacles used to top the American Gothic portrait used as this year’s Halloween party costume for my dear wife Karen and I. Yes, we wore our classic painting get-ups in my car as…