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Nancy Schess
Jun06
My iPhone is Watching
Posted By : Nancy Schess

It’s a little creepy.  My iPhone tells me, how far I walked, how long I slept, how many hours I spent on the iPhone, and then compares my usage to other weeks.  Once that data is in that little device, I know that I am not the only one to know.   I am convinced that Facebook hears me talking.  Sometimes I think it hears me thinking.  I may not even

Rona Gura
Jun05
Paris, My Dream Destination
Posted By : Rona Gura

Admittedly, my husband and I do a lot of travelling. The primary incentive for that is that he lost his first wife at age of forty. So his mantra is, “We go now, because we do not know what tomorrow brings”   For years I have been wanting to see Paris. It has been my dream destination. We drove through it once several years ago on a bus tour. I rem

Corey Bearak
Jun04
Notes on a Schedule
Posted By : Corey Bearak

A time not so long ago I could blog on a list of summer concerts I'd plan to attend that included many free shows.  So far any free show list appears elusive in terms of original bands and performers.  While I remain on watch for such musical performances, I found a need to list upcoming shows I plan to attend through the summer.  This occurred whe

Mitch Tobol
Jun03
Every breath you take
Posted By : Mitch Tobol

As simple as it may sound, breathing is one of the greatest tools we have. We breathe about 25,000 times each day, without even thinking about it. Our breath not only sustains our life, it can also be used as a powerful instrument for stress management, mental clarity, and overall wellbeing.   Many of us don't breathe correctly which actually can h

Fred Klein
Jun02
Limits
Posted By : Fred Klein

Take a deep breath and hold it 'til it hurts, race the clock, stay up late/get up early, steal a night on the town, watch the ball game into extra innings, turn the volume up to the max, read another chapter, have another drink, run an extra mile, bank another dollar, break a rule, spend without thrift, do another good deed, reach for another goal,

Benjamin Geizhals
Jun01
Dandelions
Posted By : Benjamin Geizhals

Flo and I were taking a walk in Great Barrington last weekend and passed a lawn that was covered in dandelions. A carpet of yellow. It was pretty.But my initial reaction was “weeds!!!”Then we talked as we walked.“Who labeled them weeds?”“Do they know they’re weeds?”“Is that bad?” and“Do they care?”It doesn’t change the beautiful yellow.But they’re

Crysti Farra
May31
When in Paris...
Posted By : Crysti Farra

While traveling recently I noticed a few habits that made me say  "The French have it right!" All chairs at outdoor cafes face out toward the street (don't let the world pass you by); 99% of the retail stores were closed by 6:00 pm. Spend quality time not money; 99% of the restaurants stopped serving food by 10:00 pm - nothing good comes from eatin

Nancy Schess
May30
Barbecue, Sunshine and Service
Posted By : Nancy Schess

I hope you all enjoyed the long Memorial Day weekend and took advantage of sunshine and the start of summer.   I also hope you had a minute to stop and think about someone in your world who served, or perhaps is currently serving, our country.  For those of you who remember Debbie Lindner (who was with Gotham as our Director for many years), she ne

Rona Gura
May29
Changes
Posted By : Rona Gura

It almost seems that the pandemic is in our rear-view window. Yet, for me there have been some permanent changes in our lives.    Before the pandemic, when certain sort of movies opened (read Science Fiction), I had to see science fiction movies in the theaters as soon as I could. I firmly believed that these movies could only be seen, and properly

Corey Bearak
May28
First show includes some surprises
Posted By : Corey Bearak

Finally. I took in my first live show of 2023.  This month.  Last weekend.  Certainly worth the wait.  Some of my faves no longer grace the earth and some lack the ability to perform, let alone tour.  So I was excited as the prospect of seeing and hearing one of my favorites singer-songwriters, founding member of two iconic bands and member of the

Mitch Tobol
May27
ChatGPT or Me
Posted By : Mitch Tobol

Last week I published a poem on getting old. To be transparent, as I am, it was ChatGPT generated.   What I posted wasn't exactly what the generative AI produced, but pretty close. I didn't take the time to edit and "humanize" it which I wanted to do. And only one person asked me who created this...Odey.   And that's the interesting and potenti

Fred Klein
May26
Rights and Wrongs
Posted By : Fred Klein

Recently I remarked upon our precious freedoms and our unique Constitutional Bill of Rights. A friend responded by declaring that possibly our greatest Right is not set forth therein.   In response to my inquiry as to what was missing he responded, "The Right to be Wrong".Brilliant!We are so often "wrong again" :)Someone else chimed in that "There

Benjamin Geizhals
May25
On Mentoring
Posted By : Benjamin Geizhals

Last weekend, we attended our nephew’s graduation from Brandeis University. It was nice being back at my alma mater. But that’s for another blog.My takeaway was from the graduate who told that she was failing organic chemistry in her first semester. She recalled how her professor took that special interest in her and mentored her through the challe

Shelley Simpson
May24
That Was Then
Posted By : Shelley Simpson

The concept of “good old days” is a puzzlement.  What stage of life doesn’t come with challenges? I don’t want to go through my early teens again – no way! And truth be told, the 1950s were not so great. My philosophy is that the best is yet to come.   Sure, I love old movies and music; I love old cars – clothing styles from the past, however, are

Nancy Schess
May23
Graduation Season
Posted By : Nancy Schess

Pomp and Circumstance just never gets old.   The excitement just continues to grow as you try to find your graduate in a sea of caps and gowns, and the music crescendos right along with.   Truth be told, from Eric’s graduation last year I have a string of pictures of young men in caps and gowns who I thought were my son – but were not.  Eventually,