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November 23, 2014
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In My Humble Opinion

Linked in and on the run...

The question that hangs in the air is whether there is such a thing as “too much fun?” Judging by the past week, I hesitate to say “yes” but that said, I’m grateful that I must slow down for a brief shining moment and share my exploits, while sitting still.  Read more

Spring cleaning: it’s the little things...

It just so happens that I am one of those who love to clean. I have found that when my environment is cluttered, my mind follows suit. So it was with anticipation, rather than dread, that I finally got down to business this week. The dust and cobwebs in the house were the least of my concerns, but rather the cobwebs in my mind that were on the forefront of the attack.  Read more

I’ve fallen and I can’t get up...

I guess it was bound to happen, but given the fact that my crystal ball is once again in the shop, I didn’t see it coming. For something completely different, Mother Nature gave me some trouble last week, so there were fallen trees, insurance agents and piles of aggravation to occupy me and keep me close to home.  Read more

When it rains, it pours

There must be a better way. As I perused my calendar of events this past week, I became a little overwhelmed. I know the weather is improving and that everyone wants to get out and do something, rather than sitting by the fire waiting for the (seemingly) endless winter to draw to a close, but does it all have to happen at once?  Read more

The hills are alive

It wasn’t only the sound of music that I experienced this week, but there was plenty of that along the way. I stopped by the Nugget in Monticello and heard singer/songwriter Tony Penn belt out a tune or two as I belted back a shot (or two) while sampling their new menu, which was delish. Penn was performing solo that night, but he and new singing partner Sara Hulse have formed a partnership, “The Haunted” (facebook.com/hauntedofficial#!/pages), and (IMHO) they are off to a swell start.  Read more

It’s about time—it’s about space

Being an avid science fiction fan and music lover, I was excited to be one of the first to experience “Spaced Out! The Final Frontier in Album Covers” exhibit, debuting at the Museum at Bethel Woods (bethelwoodscenter.org/museum) this past weekend. Scanning the website, I was intrigued by this unique aspect of artwork created to “reflect the growing interest generated by the space race”  Read more

By the numbers

Eleven. The frigid number of degrees on the thermometer as I left the house and headed to Monticello, NY to catch “Kiss Me Kate” at the high school on Friday. The book, written by husband-and-wife team Samuel and Bella Spewack, adds sparkle to the (IMHO) incredibly clever score, penned by the incomparable Cole Porter, who created 15 original songs for this homage to Shakespeare.  Read more

That was the week that was...

The “circle of life” was in full swing this week, as I augmented my schedule minute by minute. Sullivan County lost one of its local treasures on Wednesday, March 16th when Blanche Masters, the irascible, tenacious, one-of-a-kind pit bull (with a heart of gold) owner of Blanche’s Diner on Rt. 17B in Mongaup Valley passed away peacefully at home.  Read more

The story of Purim—who knew?

We all know it’s just around the corner—but I’m still looking for signs of spring at every turn. There are so many celebrations and traditions connected to the change of seasons... some familiar and others that conjured up memories skewed by time, with a twist.  Read more

Reading, writing and a rhythm stick

I was stunned this week to hear one of my pals exclaim that there was “nothing to do around here.” I know that most of us have grown weary of winter, and the weather tends to keep us inside—but nothing to do? Hardly.

I scanned my schedule and made several suggestions, but while she had to admit that there were events of interest on my list, when push came to shove, she simply did not want to go out. “Fine,” I replied, “but I’m hitting the road.”  Read more

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