If I were a rich man …

You can’t get to the bagels without passing the huge flat screens. I think these folks know what they’re doing, the way they plot your entry way to the goods at BJ’s Wholesale Club. My dear wife Karen and I stopped at the need-membership-to-shop store yesterday afternoon. Their gas is about 20 cents cheaper a…

The Swimming Gorilla – Mark

The Swimming Gorilla – Mark. Don Charisma allowed me to participate in the second installment of his Blog Impro volley. (I know, over hear in the States we call it improv, but because Don is a Londoner now living in Thailand — love his pictures! — I’ll go with impro.) Feel free to take a…

It’s time to play a guessing game

Let’s have a little fun this Sunday morning. I will call it: Guess what this is? On my mall-walks this winter, a new corner establishment has caught my eye every time. The name of the joint is Revolutions. Here are three good looks at the business located in the Syracuse, N.Y., mega entertainment, dining and…

Those of us born in 1957 will turn 57 this year

Update: I have discovered that this special match is now called the Beddian Birthday. Find out why by clicking to my story here. Before another day of 2014 slips by, I must weigh in on a fact that’s quite intriguing to me. All of us born in the year 1957 will experience our 57th birthday…

A good neighbor at your side can make life easier

The next time I’m in a bit of a homeowner’s pickle, it will not surprise me one bit when my next door neighbor is ready to lend a word of advice or even more. In the decade that my dear wife Karen and I have lived in this Syracuse city neighborhood of Syracuse, Tim Garriques…

If they can crawl, they can enjoy the mall

A weekday morning walk through the fairly empty corridors of Syracuse’s mega shopping, dining and entertainment complex Destiny USA on Tuesday revealed one bustling hallway. Strollers were parked around the outside of the square. Some parents kneeled on a carpet in the center; others talked to each other while standing on alert in the outer…

When snow is kind of sickening

Hey, wanna see a dirty picture? No, not that type of dirty picture. I try to run a family-friendly blog here. Those of you who think snow is the be-all and end-all might be wondering how those of us who live in what I shall call so accurately the snowbelt can get sick of that…

Shorts, definitely. No pants, however …

I’m a devoted shorts guy. It’s my custom to pull them out of the closet come the end of March and keep them in the rotation well into October. If it’s 60 and I’m playing golf, I pull on the shorts. Or going to the supermarket. Or walking around the block. Lounging around the house,…