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Dead Man’s Bone
[Source: Google search] This is not about a toothache as the photo suggests. It’s about me walking around with 0.5 cc of granules of a dead persons bone in my gums (ignore the gender reference in the title. It’s purely for dramatic effect. I thought it sounded spooky). For the next several months, my body…
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D’Arcy At The Bat
A bat. [Source: Wikipedia] bat n : any of an order of night-flying mammals with forelimbs modified to form wings. [Merriam-Webster’s Dictionary] I considered naming this post “Listen to them…they are the children of the night. What beautiful music they make” but I decided: a) it was too long for a title, and, b) the…
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Kissing Manhattan Goodbye
So, it’s time to say farewell to the city I love. A week from today, if you have a drone, you will find us driving north on the I-87…through Albany…onto Exit 30…and then fifty more miles, through Lake Placid, to our home at Rainbow Lake. I’ve heard it said so many times: “New York City…
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Six Days Can Be A Long Time
[Photo credit: Mel Brown] The moment happened a few hours ago. I was probably sitting in Starbucks on Broadway and 75th Street when the time came and went. I was aware of the time, but I was likely checking my email. Our apartment wifi was dead for the time being. It was an arbitrary time,…
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Two Candles
I’m sitting outside in our small garden. I’m trying to read a novel written by Hakan Nesser. He writes great nordic noir mysteries. It’s a warm night. I bought two new candles to illuminate the dusk in the garden. We had a friend over and ordered Chinese. I had my fried rice and dumplings. My little…
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Kissing The Moon
[Source: Google search.] So, there is a story. It goes something like this: A certain Chinese poet, Li Po, was said to have tried to kiss the reflection of the moon from his boat. He leaned to plant the kiss…fell overboard and drowned. What is the moral of the story? I am fascinated by the…
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May Day, 2017: Take the Long Way Home
[Photo source: Me] So, here I am looking at the new page of my really cool calendar. It’s May. Most people will think of flowers and perhaps rising waters. I used to think of crocus. That’s when my mother always said spring was here. “The crocus are up beneath the evergreens,” she would say….for so…
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The Count and I
So, I made a big deal on Facebook about the fact that I was undertaking the reading of The Count of Monte Cristo. The reason for that was that my edition was 1,462 pages long. The older I get, the more I think there better be something worth the investment of my precious time. My…
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Dante’s Ninth Circle of Hell is in My Kitchen
The ice cubes freeze quickly, too quickly. I don’t even have time to think what the ice was for…a martini (I don’t drink them), a Coke Zero (I don’t drink it), a single cube to chill my wife’s Chardonnay? Now, that’s likely. But one thing I can say…and this can be a warning to all…
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