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Ziggy Did Not Play Keytar

On Sunday I went to my second Met game of the season. Horror of horrors, because of a train delay I missed first pitch. On the plus side I remembered to bring my own food, a ham and cheese hero and popcorn. Popcorn is my official baseball game snack food. I’m not sure what would […]

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I Never Passover Seeing Christine Lavin

I’m tired but I’ll write even before I eat dinner. Life is returning to normal. Yesterday I went to my first seder since the before times. I made what will hopefully once again be my annual trek to Norwalk Connecticut to celebrate Pesach with my once-a-year family. This year was a bit weird, as we […]

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Wailin’ not Pirate Jennys

I didn’t blog yesterday. I hate when I don’t blog especially on a day that I didn’t leave the house. We’ll count that as a loss and move on that’s a key to winning baseball and life, play one game at a time. On Thursday I did do something worth writing about and even have […]

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A Yare Concert

I went out and did something fun last night so I will be good and write before I eat. That’s a laugh. Now it’s close to 12 hours later and I finished dinner. Last night I went to see the ethereal Aoife [ee-fuh] O’Donovan and the yare Yasmin Williams. I had to search for an […]

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Happy Bouncing Microwaves

I’ve written about fighting depression of late. I wasn’t losing the fight, but the fight itself takes something out of me. It’s depressing to have to fight depression. Good thing the fascinating behavior of nonlinear systems is also a distraction. That being said I snapped out of it, and it took somebody else to draw […]

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Speed Checked by Radar

Yesterday’s agenda: Pick up prescription Walk at least three miles Go to John Platt’s On Your Radar The only part I completed is the last. Today I have to do the walking and pick up my prescriptions. Perhaps I’ll walk to get buy more coffee from Maria’s Coffee. That means actually getting out of the […]

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The Return of Common Ground

I had another pre-pandemic typical day. Yesterday’s adventure was going to Common Ground Coffeehouse to see The Murphy Beds. Even though they are a pain for the carless to get to shows at Common Ground are home games; I’m one of the volunteers. It helps that Carter’s taste is the closest to mine of any […]

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Adore Amador

I had a typical Gordon Friday; I went to therapy and then a concert; a little normalcy is nice. I was going to say this could have been pre-pandemic but there were a few things different. Yesterday’s Wise Madness, Talking ‘Bout My Generation and Yours Too, took longer to write than I budgeted which through […]

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Cataracts, Crepes, and Radar

Has the return to standard time got my circadian rhythm in better alignment with the clocks? When’s the last time I started writing as early as 9:19 AM? This is when I want to start writing. Yesterday was a long day. Two of my friends had cataract surgery and I was their escort from the […]

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No Work

I didn’t get the job. I decided to tear the band-aid off. I didn’t even expect to hear from them until next week instead I heard yesterday. I have no idea what happened as the interview went so well and I got nothing but praise from the interviewers. I won’t speculate, at least I won’t […]