Last night was a first, I co-hosted John Platt’s On Your Radar. I feel terrible that it was because John had a stroke but I did enjoy the challenge. I’d love to host another show. Richard Cuccaro and I had a voice conference with John to prepare us. We divided the hosting duties between us. […]
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This is going to be tough, I have two days to write about and about half a night’s sleep. I need my second cup of coffee to start this. I’ll be right back. A cup of coffee in my belly and another in my hand; I’m ready to face the world. Blessed be Coffea arabica […]
Between my health and my computer’s I have not been writing as often as I’d like Today’s edition will be about my computer’s well-being. The power cord had issues. First it had to be positioned just right. I tried to buy a new one on Wednesday when I was at Best Buy but they were […]
On Friday I went to an ultimate home game, No Fuss and Feathers Traveling All-Stars and Motor Kings at Rockwood Music Hall Stage 3. A band made up of four good friends, at the venue where I am often greeted by name, and an audience filled with friends.
I better get on this. I have to get out and see the psychiatrist today. I did something different, I ate breakfast before writing. Let’s see how I do with a tummy full of bacon. I was born and lived most of my life in Queens. I now live in the Bronx. My dream was […]
I’m going through my morning checklist. I have not finished the only other item, wasting time, but I’m going to start blogging anyway. That might seem like a silly joke but it tells you what goes on in my head. The Sasha Papernik trio played yesterday at the New Utrecht branch of the Brooklyn Public […]
Last night I went to the Met game. … I said before that Alan’s mind works differently than mine. That helped shape the rest of what I’m going to write about, the way I understand, and have always understood baseball.
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Sophie is Choice
I’m the guy that goes out every night to hear music. That’s the first thing people think of me. I’m the guy with scores of friends, my therapist is amazed. I think she’s just surprised that anyone would even talk to me. No, I’m not running myself down, that’s a joke son, just a joke. Yesterday was the 19th and the last time I went out or saw a friend in person was the 7th. I didn’t even have a conversation with anyone till the night before. The only thing I needed my voice for was talking to Google. Last night I made my way to the far end of the desert.
I’ve finally reached the last day of Falcon Ridge. Let’s see if I can remember anything.
today I write about Saturday at Falcon Ridge.
Wise Madness 