Month: July 2014

A-Game, B-Game

It’s funny getting blatantly hit on. This post is a segue from a few posts ago. It’s only funny, because I’ve been so oblivious to it ever happening before. When your interest lies with someone else, the universe will send out the test here and there to make sure you’re on your A-Game. I’m not talking…

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Motel, Hotel, Holiday Inn

The Hotel Syracuse. That was my improptu inspiration. My fascination with hotels and old architecture. My fascination with the unknown, stories and history that could not be experienced. From there, I branched the idea of economic development to employment to lack of employment to moving to traveling to abroad to Italy. Not only does New…

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A Little Bit of Ink

As usual, I’ve been picking up and thumbing through the E. E. Cummings collection of poetry as usual, taking time and appreciation with it. Of course, a few of them give a metaphorical slap of inspiration, convincing the desire to write something. It’s important to keep in mind that we have our own voices, which should…

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The Night Drive Home

When Herbie Mann’s “Flying Home” hit the air last night, the music controlled my brain. The long route home from a nook of the city of Syracuse seemed only appropriate. Road trips don’t necessarily have to be long, and the duration of driving is effective when you lose and find yourself in a sense. My…

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Food Fare

So much to do, so much to eat. However, on obtrusively hot days like today (in Central New York), spending time in the kitchen isn’t the top priority on anyone’s list. It’s too damn hot to work with an oven; making toast this morning was a bit much as well. Here’s a recap of the…

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