‘Tis the season
As much as I love Schenectady (not quite my hometown but definitely the city I grew up with) and as...
Turkey hangover
Well, Thanksgiving has come and gone, which means that all across the country, people are wondering: how do you get...
Dear Acme:
Regarding your defective rocketpack . . . .(for the Six Word Story project)
Remembrance of things past
Working on a photo project this weekend, the assignment was romantic shots of books. So I dug out what is...
Death of a rocker.
Well, at least of a rocking record player. After only 26 years of continuous service, my Scott direct drive turntable...
Night of the Turducken
I don’t know how it has escaped my notice until now, but I have recently become aware of the existence...
Would it kill me to pay my bills, already?
Yes, the site disappeared for a couple of days. Oops! Forgot that in addition to registration, I also had to...
Would it kill me to post something, already?
No, it would not. I’ve gotten very lazy about writing, but have been busy as a bee with photography and...
Transition
Heading into a transition period, albeit one I’ve had the privilege of knowing was coming for a long time. Needed...
How d’ya like them apples?
Is there anything better than fresh apples in fall? Really makes the whole rest of the year worth living. That...