Tag: Skaneateles

Hello.

Believe it or not: Central New York is is filled with friendly people. There may be an overabundance of lousy or malicious drivers, but those behind the wheel are kinder and less aggressive when they step away from the petals. However, we may take being cordial and those who are for granted. I. Greetings A…

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Beef with Beef

In 2010, one of the most detrimental noncritical occurrences to shake up a city lifestyle food scene was defined by the closing of Clark’s Ale House location at the corner of S. Clinton and Jefferson streets. The location was prime for the holidays, and it offered such a different atmosphere compared to several places in the Downtown…

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Caught in the Rain

It’s situations like these where having my face pummeled by walking or stomping or running or jumping feet is validated. We all have our moments. These instances come across as obvious or picked up on after a brief amount of time. If I had a heart, it would be worn on my sleeve. (Actually, there is a heart within me,…

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The Running Start

Remember those toys from when we were kids? Most of the specific toys being referred to were designed as cars. To play with them was simple — pull the car back for it to buzz and zip across the floor. I was a little indifferent towards them. The clicking sound was annoying to me —…

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A Tale of Two Darwinisms

“Has everyone had the chance to meet Chris?” was the question uttered at the meeting. It can mean only one thing. Changes. It’s a part time job, but it’s a new job. It’s a new office, which has new coworkers. The area focused upon is in a new part of “town,” but headquarters is located in another county…

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Not Lost, But Still Not Found

It’s been bad recently, or is it that I’ve been bad? The promising weather is keeping me from updating too often. After updating has been done, almost last minute nowadays, stepping away from the laptop is the anticipated next move. The other day Alexis, improv peer and yoga teacher and life strategist, brought me to…

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