“He walked to the stage, and said…”
“I want to play with you.”
“What could I say? I said, ‘sure.’ And he put his saxophone to his lips, and I heard somethin’ as cool as a river … and I heard a force of nature comin’ out of him ...”
Buffalo, 11.22.09
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June 13, 2011
Do I Have To Say His Name?
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May 30, 2011
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May 27, 2010
Hipstamatic
So, I've been fairly skeptical of the Hipstamatic iPhone app, for no good reason, really. But the iPhone's camera is fairly limited, so I decided to give Hipstamatic a try to see if the highly-stylized photos it produces can hide the camera's limitations. After a few minutes of playing, I'm sold:
Catlong, however, retains some skepticism:
(Yes, I know that's two straight posts featuring photos of my cat. No, I'm not proud of that fact.)
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May 15, 2010
Catlong
Catlong watches as I make a grocery list, perhaps afraid I’ll forget to add a block of Parmigiano-Reggiano.
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April 23, 2010
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February 10, 2010
SnoMas!
Via DCist, I see that Washington, DC is the nation's second-snowiest city this winter, sandwiched between Syracuse and Rochester, and three spots ahead of Buffalo, seriously undermining one of the reasons I long ago left central New York.
During the blizzard of '95/'96, a couple of friends and I survived for a couple of days on, if memory serves, pasta (no sauce), rum, lemon juice, and snow (for lemon-rum Slushees.) Things haven't gotten quite that bad this time around. Yet.
Previously: Snowpocalypse Now.
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February 06, 2010
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