I am writing this letter to inform you that our relationship is on the verge of coming to an end. It’s not me, it’s you. My courtship started late last year, November most likely. I found a link to your website and an offer from you to name my price for a subscription. I was…
For if no other reason than to be able to interpret the lyrics of the wanna-be-Selena concert that the nice people of the Bahia Mar on South Padre Island decided to throw starting at 11:08pm this Friday evening. Not that I have a six-month old or anything. Asleep. Since 8:15pm. I’d like to learn it…
A happy NYC Saturday morning to any who might read this. Sorry for not posting our pictures last night but it probably wouldn’t matter since most of you are an hour or two behind and probably just getting up anyways. Things in the City are still great. Lots (and lots) of walking again yesterday. Cohen…
Recently, my lawn mower died, mid-mow. It was created and referred to as Frankenstein by a buddy of mine who combined the working parts of two mowers he had. It lived a good life, or three. I’ll leave out the details of the lead-up, but I got a flyer on my door last week for…