Doo-Wop Nite at the Assisted Living Facility:

So, back to my mother-in-law’s assisted living facility for a Saturday night visit, but this time, with the added benefit of live music.  The evening’s entertainment featured a duet of titans from the Doo-Wop era. The supergroup consisted of a guy from the Bronx who personally knew all the legends and a gal, also from… Continue reading Doo-Wop Nite at the Assisted Living Facility:

Andrew gets deputized

I  volunteered to be a Poll Worker for the Palm Beach County Supervisor of Elections. Ours is an electoral history enriched by colorful events such as hanging chads, malfunctioning tabulation machines, and all-night recounts reminiscent of an illicit Mafiosi craps game.  And this past week I jumped into that kooky, chaotic, maelstrom that is often… Continue reading Andrew gets deputized

Miami

Susan and I decided to spend a long weekend in Miami.  There is a fast train that goes from West Palm Beach to Miami, with 1 interim stop in Fort Lauderdale.  Total time is about 1.5 hours.  The announcement lady with a British accent bid adieu to all passengers with the tagline “enjoy your care-free,… Continue reading Miami

Interest Rates, Inflation, Oh My

Some of you may have noticed that the stock market is dropping faster than Harvey Weinstein’s trousers.  Coupled with rising interest rates, inflationary prices, the Russians giving the finger to Glasnost, and Covid giving Pfizer the slip by disguising itself with the DNA equivalent of wax lips, it is perfectly reasonable to remain confused, scared,… Continue reading Interest Rates, Inflation, Oh My

My Generation

I don’t know why, but lately I have been thinking about my particular generation.  Maybe it has something to do with the political rancor we see today and how I recall some of those same spirited conversations at our dinner table, or maybe it’s because I recently had some dental work and am feeling nostalgic… Continue reading My Generation