Katie, Patrick & I recently restarted our traditional 3-way racquetball meets of Friday afternoon. Patrick & I always have played left-handed to make things more even for Katie. Winding the racquet safety string around my healing left wrist, tight enough to support the racquet, I announced to Katie and Patrick that I was going to […]
Have you ever looked around in a restaurant, after a late dinner, and realized yours was the only remaining occupied table? Have you ever peeked up after picking at the last scrumptious scraps, and noticed chairs turned upside down on other tables ? Yeah, you’re nodding your head up and down, but how about this. […]
Rakkity hopes to play a left-handed racquetball game today. The old left hand is only about 1/4 the strength of the right, but the doc and therapist both say to start strengthening the left wrist, so now is the time. Katie has volunteered to play this afternoon and gauge the left hand’s mettle. Dom, if […]
Photo of Joe Barbato found on my camera and presumably taken by Matthew.
Finally, a brief glimpse of sun. View larger image
Adam leaves for Italy tomorrow. His constant blog presence will be missed, but I’m hoping he’ll entertain us all with mini-travelogues.
Monday mornings I slog through paperwork. I sort sales receipts, I send out Word.doc invoices, and this morning I chucked those endless pieces of paper with numbers and names that no longer apply to anything. One of those odd scraps of paper contained the name and phone number of Matt’s compadre, Debbie. I hadn’t tossed […]
Sally is Patti’s closest friend. They grew up together; not from grade school, but during those late adolescent spread-your-wings-and-those-whose-feathers-are-ruffled-be-damned times until they were both married. Sally met her husband at a party at Patti’s mom’s house in New City. “Flo must have been in Arizona. He walked in the door and I said, ‘You’re mine.’ […]
Wednesday night’s poker game. From left: Stu, Bryan, me, Ernie (Rob’s father-in-law), Rob and Dwight. Missing from the phot0 – Dave.
View from our “beach.” The requested view . Same view, not so close. We all (Matt and Debbie) went to the MFA last night to see the Ansel Adam’s exhibit. As I was walking out I heard some guy asking his girlfriend, “Why couldn’t Adams make just one album in color?” As we neared our […]
The utter stillness of Rainbow Lake was punctuated by loons chattering away. We heard all four typical calls, which inspired two of us to chatter back. Though I didn’t record the lake loons, I did capture the camp loons. The first voice you hear is mine encouraging Mark to engage the water fowl. Compare those […]