Wise MadnessDateline Upper Darby: Last you heard I was on a bus to Philadelphia. I made it alive! I know that sounds like an epic achievement but please hold your applause until the end of the entry. LORi picked me at by 30th Street Station, we did a few shopping stops and headed back to her […]
Dateline BoltBus to Philadelphia. The Bolt Bus free Wi-Fi is officially useless. I’m hoping to get enough out of it to be able to post this. As for everything else online I’ll use my phone. Yesterday’s adventure was seeing Darlingside at the Irvington Town Hall Theater as part of the Common Ground Coffeehouse series curated […]
In some ways yesterday was a rerun of the Friday before, geographically it was identical; I went from home to therapy then back home and then to the Jenkins House Concerts on the Upper West Side. That’s a very convenient schedule for me. What happened in therapy and at the concert were of course quite […]
Sorry I didn’t write yesterday; I had a mild Crohn’s attack. I need to discuss the language with my doctor. I didn’t have a flareup, food just got stuck in the scarring in my small intestine from previous flareups. I had to go out yesterday as I had a 1 PM appointment to reapply for […]
I just made an epic lion yawn. Let’s see if that kicks my brain into action. I was writing this in my head as I was experiencing it last night so this should be easy. Let’s see if it is. I won’t be an optimist or a pessimist but an empiricist. I’ll know soon enough. […]
Welcome to a rare early afternoon edition of Wise Madness. My soundtrack is WFUV‘s Sunday Supper hosted by John Platt. At least when I start. It was a long day and it might take more than the show’s remaining 45 minutes for me finish. It was long because I went on four county, two state, […]
I slept late yesterday and didn’t have time to write. Then I went out last night and didn’t get home until it was too late to write. Now I’m going out early today and don’t have time to write, yet I’m writing. This means I’m not going to write nearly as much as yesterday deserved. […]
Your Humble Diarist awoke from uneasy dreams to find himself transformed into a sleepy awake person. It was not the dreams; it was my usual combination of digestive and breathing issues. But one of the dreams was uneasy. I was Rodin’s Thinker, and somebody placed me in the bed, and I rolled on my side […]
Last night I trekked down to Brooklyn to see the last Live From The Vault: The Songwriter Sessions. This series was Devlin Miles and Carolann Solebello’s attempt to recreate a Nashville songwriters in the round in New York. It always featured one of them and two guests. For the last session they both participated, and […]
Last night I went to see Diana Jones at Kathryn’s Space, my eighth concert in nine days. One of those was an all-day Irvington Folk Festival. That’s a lot of music, even for me. Good thing it was all great music. Luckily there were not too many conflicts, I could have seen TMBG last night, […]
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