My Life in SAMerica

Alpha males, which scientists may observe in their natural habitats barking, scratching and punching, have favorite sports teams. They like to keep track of the teams' games and get a thrill when their team does well. It isn't that they themselves did well, or that they're proud of choosing the team that did well, it's that they are happy their team has justified their faith in them, and if they win the biggest game of all, the fans in that stadium cheer and scream and throw beer at each other and go "WOO!" in a falsetto voice because they're so excited their team has hit such a height. I am not an Alpha male. I love Barbra Streisand. In my mother's album collection I found Simply Streisand (1967), which was fortuitous because in chorus we were working on the song All the Things You Are ("You are the promised kiss of springtime that makes the lonely winter seem long..."), which is offered on Simply Streisand by Barbra in spectacular fashion. ...

 Welcome to my blog. This is about stuff I like, stuff I know and stuff I want you to know I like. I hope that you'll enjoy romping through the cobwebs of my mind as I ramble on about stuff that makes sense, stuff that doesn't, and stuff that I can't even understand. I live in NYC, which, if you look at a map, you can see is nestled just under the bottom part of the state and I'm trying hard not to say it looks like the part the state is eliminating in the ocean. Despite what it looks like, it's a famous, glamorous and exciting (as well as downright scary sometimes) city with a melting pot of people from all over the globe. In fact, Jackson Heights, in Queens, is known to have the most culturally diverse population in the city, if not the planet. And I live right next door (in Woodside)! So my life in SAMerica is colored by my current location, but for good reason. I've lived in NYC longer than I've lived anywhere else. I came from Pennsylvania, and I've...