Odds and Ends

  • Owl At Home

    I’m a basic man, a conservationalist in my accepted wisdoms, who practices the art of minimalism. I am also a salt-of-the-earth Italian who believes in attacking matters one at a time and correctly. Some call it OCD; I call it focus. If I’m doing something, rest assured, it is not a frivolous whim but a…

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  • Me, after tackling my 100-foot New Jersey driveway. The hot broth and grilled cheese my dear Kathy made would’ve gone down good. What a shame it went to waste. Easy come, easy go. Winter isn’t going quietly into the night; it has become a Tyrannosaurus Rex with a thorn in its ass.

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  • A Little More Gamazda

    The Rolling Stones’ “Paint it Black” always had a place in my top ten of classic rock songs. Watch Gamazda, born Alexandra Kuznetsova in Moscow, Russia, and a graduate of the prestigious Tchaikovsky Conservatory, apply her classical technique and put her thumbprint on an ageless classic rock gem.

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  • A Day of Wine and Roses

    And so another February 14th is among us. As history illustrates, February 14th, in the year 1929, did not go so swimmingly for old Bugsy Moran. Never let it be said that Al Capone was not a man without a sense of irony. However, the Saint Valentine’s Day massacre, which took place in Lincoln Park,…

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  • A brainstorm, an open pasture, a few good friends, and whatever became of Alexander Joy Cartwright? Baseball is not a fast-paced game, but it is sudden. Often, we can’t see baseball coming; it just happens—the game’s defining moments come and go like a flicker of light, bringing instantaneous and unexpected joy and crushing heartbreak without…

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  • Gamazda!

    Those of you who have probed my blog and pages, in full, can doubtless surmise that I’m a classical music fan. But that doesn’t preclude me from branching off into other genres; I’m also quite enthusiastic about jazz and classic rock. Recently, I discovered a Russian-born, classically trained pianist who performs classic rock songs in…

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  • The art of foreign policy is quite simply: it’s a good guy, making a deal with a bad guy, to get rid of a worse guy. Then, afterward, you’re left with a dilemma: Can the “good guy” control the bad guy? Can he rein him in when he acts up, and if so, will the…

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  • My Body, My Choice

    I am a blogger. I am also a novelist. More importantly, I am a devoted husband, loving father, and a recent grandfather. But I couldn’t be a, b, c, d, or e, with any measure of effectiveness, if not for f: Being a friend of physical fitness. Thus far, in my life and times, I’ve…

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  • Catapulta!

    Tap or click below to watch this Roadrunner/Wile Coyote short:

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  • Let’s kick this post off with a limerick. Here we go: There lived a man from North Carolina- Who owed a shitload of money to China- When looking over the note- He started to bloat- And dropped dead the next day from angina- ***** Hey, Michael, so whatcha been thinking about? I’ve been thinking a…

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