In defense of tourists

The condescension practically oozed off the screen of my iPad in a way that had the ooze been real, I’d be on my way to the nearest Apple store saying, “Idon’tknowwhathappenedpleasefixthis?!”

“Nothing pegs a tourist more quickly than a chunky pair of athletic sneakers. You can spot them from a mile away, and they can take an otherwise neutral look from cool traveler to dorky out-of-towner almost immediately.” Continue reading “In defense of tourists”


New York, New York: Leaving

Walking through Times Square at 8 a.m. on a Sunday is to walk through a city waking up.

Or, since New York City famously never sleeps — nap-based business my wife and I saw notwithstanding — maybe it’s walking through a city drinking a large cup of coffee trying to sort out what happened the night before while it figures out what it’s doing today. Continue reading “New York, New York: Leaving”

New York, New York: Fifteen minutes, or one day, more

If we had only stayed 15 minutes longer …

My wife and I had once worried that today’s Yankees game against Oakland would be a washout, but it actually didn’t rain at all during the game, and our seats were under cover.

However, it was just chilly enough, with just enough of a breeze, to be cold, especially after four hours of baseball.

So we decided to leave after the 10th inning.

If we had only stayed 15 minutes longer, or had weather like yesterdayContinue reading “New York, New York: Fifteen minutes, or one day, more”

New York, New York: What a day

I had to know what was going on at the Majestic Delicatessen Cafe.

Not specifically what was happening inside — I’ve never set foot in the place — but what was being promoted there, after my buddy Craig wrote one of the funniest replies I’ve ever seen to a Facebook post I wrote last year. Continue reading “New York, New York: What a day”

You’re reading one of my hobbies

My mother thinks my writing’s really good.

That shouldn’t be a surprise — most mothers tend to think their kids are good at stuff — but she told me it was so good that I should think about turning my musings into a book.

Needless to say, I was flattered, but I’m not sure that’s a thing that’s going to happen.

After all, I told her, it’s just a hobby.
Continue reading “You’re reading one of my hobbies”

I just can’t get away from work that easily

This week has been particularly crazy at work.

There’s a new person on my team who needs training, but I’ve been so busy, I haven’t been able to train her like I wanted to.

Being busy wasn’t unexpected, but things came up that added even more to the load.

And we had a near-disaster. We got it solved before it could get too far, but it wouldn’t have taken much for things to get really bad, really fast. Continue reading “I just can’t get away from work that easily”

From 1994 to 2018 — the stream keeps flowing

A few years ago, I went to Utica College for Reunion Weekend.

I go every so often, and when I do, I go Friday morning, before any of the official events start. I enjoy walking around the campus, going to the bookstore, being in the city. It’s invigorating. Continue reading “From 1994 to 2018 — the stream keeps flowing”