Night time in Roma
Well I captured a bird in flight and a crescent moon. I’d love to wander the streets of Rome again. Perhaps I will.
The Slow Death of the Classic Homes on Lighthouse Road
Piney Point was the summer escape to presidents in the 1800’s, who ferried down the mighty Potomac River to enjoy the cool stiff breezes that the mile-wide river offered after…
Crappy Mid-Atlantic Rain before the Hellish Humid Summer
Given I can’t afford to live in a Manhattan penthouse, I really hate the east coast – all of it – from Boston to Key West - likely for the…
I’ll Sleep when I am Dead
One clear sign of getting old – missing out on a superstar you never heard of until watching a Netflix documentary. Son of the founder of Benihana, Steve Aoki is…
Stick ‘em Up – My First Six-Shooters
It rained today, so I scanned some more old photos. This was my little-boy set. Imagine the rage if a parent outfitted a kid like this today? I can see…
Selling off the Torture Chamber
All this stuff is too heavy to move out west, so I sold it all – except for the stationary bike, which is the least torturous and easiest to transport.…
Death Valley Wonder
One must wonder, what would entice a young man to jump as high as he could before the word “shelfie” was invented? And really, would I even venture to Death…