A proud night for my daughter

A slew of folks will gather at a Syracuse restaurant early this evening in honor of one of the smartest people I know. We’ll eat some, drink a little, smile a lot, maybe even tell a story or two about what makes her so special. Then we’ll all head off to the program where two…

Escape

It’s time for our weekly helping of Paul Curran, guest columnist from above. Canada, that is, which is definitely geographically north of my home in upstate New York. Take it away, Mr. Curran. Addicted Welcome to the weekly coffee and tea garden. My name is Paul, I’ll be your barista today and I’m happy to…

Going, going, gone to Coors Field

We gave ourselves an 75 minutes between leaving the Denver Zoo and the start of the game between the Colorado Rockies and Cincinnati Reds on Sunday. After all, GPS told us the trip between the two downtown landmarks was merely a few miles and 15 minutes or so. George Three didn’t fancy the in-city driving,…

Cape Cod adventure begins

Rain. My dear wife Karen and I don’t mind much waking up to this sight out the front deck of the lovely cottage we’re renting from our dear friends Juli and Lisa. The vision that awaits out in the backyard is pretty sweet, too. Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle obviously agrees. So it’s cloudy with…

I’m not a big fan of foolish pranks

I’m tempting fate by reblogging my harrumph about April Fool’s jokes I held off until April 3 last year. Somebody’s sure to sneak up on me today now. … Convince me to believe something I want to be true but isn’t … Place the best-looking counterfeit hundred down on the street in front of me…