Month: August 2013

Fair at Night

This will be my last post… …until I get home from a little vacation in New Orleans.  This has been anticipated, and it’s been years in the making, but my cousin, Candace, will be visiting another one of our cousins for a week.  It marks my first extended trip in the United States since who-knows-when.  The…

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Spread

Saturday to Sunday was a stretch, and there was a four-hour intermission in between. Friday night was fun, and I got to see and hang out with my locally-biased group of friends, and I met some new people. Josh and Erica, knowing them the SUNY Oneonta days (they recently moved into Syracuse), were at Hoynes that same…

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Benched

There is a bit of a moment going on, and there is a bit of a block.  However, there was an older couple on a bench moments ago.  If you haven’t guessed, or if you have, the setting’s Downtown Syracuse, and they (we) were in the Armory Square area.  They were sitting next to one another, and…

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(R)over

The ride back on the N felt habitual.  There was no thought as to the location of my destination; it was known, my steps were already calculated.  The sun was preparing to turn in; it’s August in New York, and the slightest changes are already noticeable.  As I am typing these words down–this will be my…

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Brooklyn and What Whitman Said

It is obvious for the New York City outsider to get nervous while taking the subway.  Nothing has really prevented me from doing what I’d like to do.  Improv has helped my confidence significantly.  I took the N Train to 57th and 7th, because I was meeting Cole and Becky and the kids out at…

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