phew! city of albany protects citizens from ‘steamy phrases’
i love our little city; there are lots of good things happening. but we have problems bigger than adjectives.
dear boston, i am so sorry
as a runner, i am particularly saddened by the choice of this setting for any kind of violence. as a resident of albany, ny, i wonder how much longer we can be safe (incidents in manhattan just to our south, boston a similar distance to our west). as a poet, i only wish words could be larger…
napowrimo day 10: blog post
a wet and cold evening. the boys played lacrosse in the rain. drenched and muddy, they filled up my car with quite the distinct aroma of boy sweat. and i couldn’t have been happier.
napowrimo day 9: blog post
i took this picture yesterday in the plaza where i was running some laps. just a couple blocks from my apartment, it’s one of my favorite places to run through, and i include it on my route a couple times a week. it’s a reminder to me of all the changes i’ve made.
napowrimo day 8: blog post
yesterday, my 11-year-old announced he was going to change his name to morgan freeman. i would be ok with that, except…
napowrimo day 7: blog post
despite a windy couple weeks, we can feel the sun now. and i couldn’t be happier about that.
napowrimo day 6: blog post
one of the true pleasures in life is to look forward to a book and have it be worthy of the anticipation. and it’s extra special when the content resonates so amazingly you can scream, yes! yes! yes! (a la sally in the fake orgasm in a diner scene in when harry met sally).
