What A Picture is Worth…

What A Picture is Worth…

I have a ton of pictures from my family. They were avid picture takers throughout the 30’s 40’s and 50’s. Mostly the 40’s and 50’s. I have two huge boxes of photos: Trips, night clubbing, parties, birthdays, black tie affairs. In many a photo, there are a few Mafioso...
Man In The Mirror

Man In The Mirror

Looking back on my life – which is a weird thing to say, but now that I’m fifty I can actually look back at my life – there were many missed opportunities. Many crossed wires. Many people that I had hurt. Some people that I’ve lost contact...
Terrestrial Radio And Today’s Lesson

Terrestrial Radio And Today’s Lesson

I was listening to a radio station, yesterday (yes, actual over-the air-radio). Radio must be a tough gig, these days, with a deluge of modern on-line and streaming possibilities. How do you compete, when the average person can choose almost anything they want to hear...
Coming Up Empty

Coming Up Empty

So, what happens on the third day of your journal, when you have no idea what you are going to journal about? Surely there is SOMETHING I could pontificate on for a page or so? First off, I would like to point out that this does not bode well for my longevity in the...
Spice Is Nice

Spice Is Nice

I like spicy food. Always have. You can tell me I can’t have French fries. You can tell me no more burgers. You can tell me no more pasta (and my family is Italian). But if you tell me I can’t pour Tapatilo all over whatever food is left for me; I’m...
The Little Engine That Couldn’t

The Little Engine That Couldn’t

So, here’s the deal. I’m trying to improve this year. Why? Because I never finish anything. I start pretty well, then whatever project tends to taper off and quietly grind to a halt. It’s an A.D.D. thing, I think. I either hyper-focus, or totally...