Thursday, April 30, 2009

Sad Memory

Yesterday's tragic small airplane crash in Cleveland in which two Buffalo attorneys, Michael H. Doran and Matthew J. Schnirel, were killed, brought back memories.
I worked with Mike Doran for a bit at the Leader pharmacy on Transit Road in Depew in the mid/late 1970s; he trained me for the stock job. My mother, Sheila, worked at that pharmacy for years, and it was owned by Mike's father, Robert Doran, the pharmacist. His family was always very proud of Michael's progress and becoming an attorney, and my mother still speaks highly of working for the Doran family.
My condolences to the families of Michael H. Doran and Matthew J. Schnirel.

A Bit Better

Well, I dozed off for a bit while watching television last night, and I got to bed at around 1:15-1:20 a.m., so I did a bit better than usual at the sleeping early thing last night/this morning.
And yes, I feel somewhat better, more rested and refreshed, and now I have energy to watch the next round of the National Hockey League playoffs. Of course, I have to hope that contractual obligations allow one East Coast and one West Coast game to be televised.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Advice Heeding: Not So Good

Although I started good, after two days, I am only at 50 percent in taking my advice to go to bed sooner, as I wrote about a few days ago.
Monday night, I got my lunch made, changed into my pyjamas (something I almost never do) and did everything I needed to do early so I could watch the late NHL playoff game. I watched the Anaheim-San Jose game because due to contractual obligations of some sort, Hockey Night in Canada carried no games and Versus did not carry the one-hour earlier Chicago-Calgary game. I even ended up watching the third period from bed and dozed off early.
Last night? Well, my bad habits returned. I watched the Washington Capitals defeat the New York Rangers, 2-1, to advance to the next round of the NHL playoffs, on DVR, having had an earlier commitment. After watching the game, I watched Sports Soup next, also DVRed, but still got upstairs earlier than normal.
Yes, folks, instead of going to bed, I checked e-mail, Facebook, and dorked around otherwise on the computer and ended up going to bed much later than anticipated. I will try to get back on track tonight.

Pizza, Chicken Wing Season Is Here

As I was joking with a couple of friends last night, pizza and chicken wing season is here in full blast again, and my diet will suffer.
I tried to make it without, but I am about to do a shot of Pepto-Bismol because my stomach is a bit queasy. Gee, only a few more months of this stuff and less making dinner at home with Val to go.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Hockey Viewing Confusion

For some reason, the NHL playoff series between the Chicago Blackhawks and the Calgary Flames, which the Blackhawks won last night, 4 games to 2, with a 4-1 win, has almost entirely been televised only on TSN, the Canadian sports cable network, and of course to people with dishes, etc.
Does anyone know why Hockey Night in Canada did not or was unable to pick up the Chicago-Calgary series most, if not all, games? While I enjoyed watching the Anaheim Ducks-San Jose Sharks series (which Anahaim won last night, also 4 games to 2, with a 4-1 win), I like Calgary and Chicago boasts Buffalonian Patrick Kane, so that series would have been more enojoyable for me personally, and it seems in the past that whenever CBC/Hockey Night in Canada had a game involving a Canadian team to show, it would do so without a second thought.
If you are aware of any contractual or other reasons for this, please drop me a line.

Monday, April 27, 2009

My WBNY Alumni Weekend Playlist

Way earlier than I posted it last year, here is my play list from my 6-8 p.m. Sunday air shift as part of the WBNY 91.3 FM Alumni Weekend. As always, it was a hell of a lot of fun.

7 p.m.
Buck Owens - I've Got a Tiger by the Tail
Los Lobos - Don't Worry Baby
Alejandro Escovedo - Break This Time
Rockpile - Teacher Teacher
The Pixies - Gouge Away
The Modern Lovers - Roadrunner
The Replacements - Takin' a Ride
The Nerves - When You Find Out
The Clash - I'm So Bored with the USA
Teenage Head - Disgusteen
Tom Waits - Earth Died Screaming
Michael Oliver - Complicated
The Plimsouls - Zero Hour
Cathy Carfagna - Tumble Down
Linda McRae - Carve It to the Heart
Lucinda Williams - Something About What Happens When We Talk

8 p.m.
Ray Wylie Hubbard - Nighttime
Gurf Morlix - She's a River
Jim Whitford - Shine a Light
Peter Case - Million Dollars Bail
Electroman - Girl Power
The Fems - Order
Electroman - Come and Be Near Me
The Pine Dogs - Magic
The Waco Brothers - Do You Think About Me?
Buddy Miller - Does My Ring Burn Your Finger?
Julie Miller - All My Tears
Jane's Addiction - Mountain Song

I want to thank all of the staff and management at WBNY, the WBNY Alumni officers and members who helped put this all together, including President Howard Enis (Cal Zone) and adviser Tina Peel, Val, Michael Oliver for sending me a new song to play again this year, the callers and everyone who listened.
See you next year, if not sooner.

Taking Advice

Val has been on me for a long time to get more sleep; I have been lucky that, since my days at Buffalo State College and working an all-hours schedule at Wilson Farms, that I can effectively operate on 4-5 hours of sleep a night.
Of course, I do push that too much and instead of making it an occasional thing, I have made it a habit that verges on the everyday. It doesn't effect my work performance, because I would never allow lack of sleep to do that, but I do feel more tired than I would like more often (and stop thinking "age" right now, kind readers).
Last night allowed me to blend the dumb with the normal. After my 6-8 p.m. airshift on WBNY 91.3 FM's Alumni Weekend (more on that later), I got home, folded and put away the last load of laundry, reheated my leftover chicken wings (barbecued from Cole's) and watched "Family Guy" with Val. When she went upstairs afterwards to go to bed, I watched both NHL playoff hockey games on DVR.
While I was smart enough to stop watching both midway through the third period as the Capitals and Carolina Hurricanes had insurmountable leads, I still didn't get through things until about 12:35 a.m., at which I went upstairs and dorked around on the computer until about 1:45-12:50 a.m. and finally went to bed.
I am not exactly vowing that I will listen to Val and go to bed sooner, but I will certainly try.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

A Couple of Hours to Show Time

Yes, I get to do my annual air shift on WBNY 91.3 FM Alumni Weekend from 6-8 p.m. today, Sunday, and I am basically prepared for it, although I left too many things I wanted to play at work.
So, get ready for the best in sleep-deprived, nasally Buffalo DJ goodness as I play some punk, Americana, local and national music. You can tune in at 91.3 FM, obviously, or listen online here:

Friday, April 24, 2009

Enjoying that Stunned Feeling

Yesterday's 13 3/4-hour work day has had that effect on me that is has on lots of people; I am experiencing that pseudo stunned feeling where your muscles and body feel two, three or four ways of tired.
On top of that, I am getting ready for my coffee and getting to work by no later than 8:15 a.m., after barely having time to eat some crappy pizza, talk a little to Val and try to get all of the usual home things done in less than a couple of hours last night.
I have a longer post to write about WBNY 91.3 FM Alumni Weekend, which starts today, than I previously wrote, but that will have to wait for later. I can see some extra caffeine in my day later today.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Love Playoff Hockey, But ...

I have been watching a ton of the NHL playoffs so far, including the late/West Coast games (just ask Val), and as usual, I am really enjoying it.
But on the other hand, it still absolutely, 100 percent sucks that the Buffalo Sabres are not in the playoffs again this year and it certainly makes things, on the whole, less enjoyable.

WBNY Alumni Weekend Approaching

Indeed, from Friday through Sunday, April 24-26, WBNY 91.3 FM, the radio station at Buffalo State College, will be holding its annual Alumni Weekend.
You will hear all sorts of us alumni on the radio for about 54 hours, including me, Class of 1984-1985, from 6-8 p.m. Sunday, April 26. I'm still trying to figure out what to play, and I will have a few hints on how you can listen Sunday, especially if you are out of our broadcast range, as well as more program information, on this blog soon.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Walker Evans Throws Us a Curveball

Just when Val and I thought Walker Evans was feeling better, the pup goes and scares us a bit more before things take another turn for the better.
As the previous entry stated, Walker had some stomach problems that got to the point where we had to take him to the vet's office yesterday, and as of this morning, after taking Pepcid AC and other treatments and so on, he seemed to be doing pretty good and had stopped his licking and panting. In the past, he has suffered from bloat and has gastritis.
After eating normal last night, he skipped breakfast this morning, but I thought he was just adjusting himself to feeling better. I took him to Puppy Playpen for his normal weekly dog day care visit, and when Val picked him up, she was told that he was lethargic and drooling all day. While Val called the vet's office again, I gave him a backyard session, in which he peed and then pooed; like a concerned dad, I checked his output and found some either hair or rug chords in his poo.
When Val called, the vet told us to make him something different that he could eat, and when Walker has had previous problems, Val made him boiled hamburger, something I also suffered through when growing up (having Irish and English grandparents, this was thought of as a dinner feast), along with rice.
Walker then wanted to go out to the backyard again, and I saw that he was assuming the poo position again; after a minute or so, he was still in the position and I thought I saw something, well, sticking out of him. I went outside, and saw that the poo was more than just poo, and had more rug fiber in it. I did what any dog dad or mom would do, took out a plastic bag used for picking up dog poo on walks, and pulled the rest of the fun out of Walker.
He seemed a lot better once this operation was complete, and Val was being a great mom by making him his dinner as well as making her own. Walker ate some hamburger and rice, along with more Pepcid and his own metochlopramide as per the veterinarian's request. He has kept everything down, and he also has gained some strength and later came over to Val for his customary after-dinner massage.
Once again, we're hoping that the worst is now over and Val and I again thank everyone for their concern, best wishes and love for Walker.

Walker Evans Is OK, Thanks

Fortunately, Walker Evans came out of things fine in the end after his stomach problems yesterday morning.
We ended up getting an 11:40 a.m. veterinarian's appointment yesterday, and when we got him there, he was a bit quieter than his constant licking and panting from that morning that prevented Val and I from sleeping from 2:35 a.m. to wakeup. We were very concerned because of Walker's bloat and gastritis history.
The vet examined him, took his temperature, reviewed his history and took some x-rays to make sure that there were no obstructions. Not only were there none in his stomach or intestines, according to the doctor, his heart and kidneys looked great; we also found out that several lumps were just fatty tumors. Walker apparently had suffered from effects of his gastritis, which he has had for years.
We were told to give him some Pepcid AC if we had any; we had that brand in 10-milligram pills at home, and the vet said to give him two and call if this did not help. Walker once before had taken this for his gastritis. Well, the pills absolutely did the job, because his licking, panting and drooling stopped, he quieted down and finally slept.
This led to Val and I taking naps, not totally planned at least on my part, and we all slept regular Tuesday night/Wednesday morning.
Thank you to all who expressed their kind wishes.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Long Night/Morning

I dozed off after watching Calgary beat Chicago, 4-2, in the NHL playoffs last night/very early morning, woke up at about 2:15 a.m. and headed to bed.
By the time I had sent a message on my computer, shut it down and got into bed, it was 2:30 a.m. I felt myself drifting off, warm from the blankets/comforter and from being next to Val.
At 2:35 a.m., Walker Evans started licking, and licking, and licking the floor and bedding, like dogs do when their stomachs are bothering them, building up to a near frenzy. So, from then until I finally got up before 8 a.m. when he seemed to calmed down a bit, Val and I laid there in bed with Walker between us, licking, panting and drooling.
I called our veterinarian's office, and after about 10 minutes on hold because of a doctor being absent, we got an appointment for 11:40 a.m. today. Walker seems a lot better and calmer now, but having had bloat when he was age 2 and eventually having his stomach sewn to his ribcage to stop it from flipping over and tangling his intestines again, as well as having gastritis, we are still rather concerned.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Exit Holiday, Stage Left

Among the ways I can tell that the Easter holiday is gone (even the Serbian Orthodox celebrated yesterday) is by a visit to Wegmans.
I did our weekly grocery shopping yesterday (not counting Saturday's visit to Guercio's) at Wegmans and later the Lexington Co-Op. Wegmans first was noticeably barren of chocolate rabbits, which line many rows and shelves during Easter.
But what to me was the definitive sign of the end of the holiday was that the only jelly beans left in the bulk food section were the dreaded spice jelly beans, known to me as one of the meanest candies in the world for both the yucky taste and for fooling kids and grownups for hundreds of years.

Friday, April 17, 2009

Friday: Personal Business

I am taking a personal day today to get a few things done, and one of the two major items is already finished.
I had a delay on one of my blood pressure medications and had to call my doctor's office. The friendly and courteous call lasted less than a minute, and they said they will call my pharmacy to refill it. I was a bit nervous that I would have to drive all the way to Amherst (somewhere between Williamsville and East Amherst; I used to work in Williamsville), but happily, no.
Now comes the real fun part; I have to take my car in for inspection, an oil change and to get the front license play fixed, straightened and better reattached. I have already warned my credit card about this adventure.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

I'm Driving in My Car ...

Once again, some interesting things happened when I was driving around a bit, this time Tuesday late afternoon/early evening.
I was driving on Delaware Avenue in Buffalo away from downtown when, to what to my wondering eyes did appear turning onto Delaware Avenue from North Street but a red Chevrolet Chevette, with a black grille and so on, in ridiculously good shape, at least body wise, from a visual check.
I was listening to my old aural stomping grounds, WBNY 91.3 FM (1984-85), and the DJ I heard at first (he or she took no mics while I was listening) played some great music, most of it either 1960s mod or garage rock oriented, or later music influenced by such bands. The last song she or he played was the Velvet Underground's "I'm Waiting for the Man."
This was followed by two females who seemed to have even less radio experience than I did when I was at the station; one was unable to complete a sentence without saying "kinda like," and neither acted like they knew that other people were listening to what they were saying. One eventualy mentioned that they were going to play some "country" music, and then both noted how oh, so happy they were to play some ... Keith Urban.
Keith fucking Urban? This is WBNY 91.3 FM; remember alternative music, college rock or new music? There is a world of country music that could have been played without going to one of the overplayed, dolled-up superstars, the kind of music WBNY at least used to play. Furthermore, WYRK 106.5 FM plays Keith Urban and other country musicians of this level and ilk, so there is no reason for a college radio station with quality and a reputation like WBNY to be playing Keith Urban.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Still Missing Dad

Five years ago today, April 15, 2004, my father, Edward William Hosey, died of a massive coronary one day after he suffered a stroke. To say that he is missed and that our family still feels the pain would be a vast understatement.
While the immediate pain for me has dulled, every day I see how he is missed. He and my mother Sheila should still be enjoying their retirement together, including traveling by car to various historic vacations and sites, often Civil War battle sites and related spots. They should still be having their needless, useless and after a while reasonless minor arguments and differences that us children and our spouses ended up calling the Ed and Sheila Show. We are still able to recite some stories and arguments verbatim, only stopping to control our laughter. They should also still be visiting family in Arizona and be preparing to go there for granddaughter Colleen Hosey's upcoming wedding.
I see my mother missing Dad every day, my sister Heather sadly now marking her birthday only four days beforehand, and I see not only us but grandchildren either missing Dad or never having had the chance to really know him.
I miss talking to him about the Buffalo Bills (I would love to have heard his stories on Lou Saban again), Buffalo Sabres, Buffalo Braves, the City of Buffalo where he grew up, his U.S. Army service in the Korean War, his conversion from being a Republican to a Democrat after being sickened by the actions of President Ronald Reagan and the local GOP, and countless other reasons. I miss seeing how well he and Val got along and talked.
I usually hate was some may call trite emotions, but in this instance, at least I have a wealth of memories of my Dad. Rest in peace and thanks for everything, Dad.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

What's the Problem, People?

As a stickler for basic spelling and grammar (former journalists get this anal), I have noticed one particular error that seems to have greatly increased in recent times.
For some reason, people cannot correctly spell or use "your" and"you're." It should be simple; your is a basic possessive word, while you're means "you are." It isn't a battle royale or complaint for the ages, but will it hurt for people, particularly those for whom English is their first language, to use it in a correct manner?

Not So Saucy

It may not be a big thing in the whole scheme of life, but it sucks when a store stops carrying a favorite sauce of yours.
Val and I have been getting Frontera Enchilada Sauce with garlic and other herbs and spices from the Lexington Co-Op for months now, or at least were. About four weeks ago, the store suddenly no longer had it on its shelves, and the shelf tag was gone.
I had forgotten to write down the brand name the first time I asked the staff there about it, but found it in our recycling bin and asked again the next week; I was told that they would check to see if it would be reordered.
I went in again Monday, after a couple more weeks, and asked again, and I was told that the item was discontinued. I noticed that Wegmans started carrying Frontera salsa, so I guess I'll have to ask them to carry the enchilada sauce.
Now, if I only knew someone on the board of the Co-op ...

Monday, April 13, 2009

A Great Night for Photography?

With the temperature falling to about 20 degrees, the wind blowing harder than expected or wished, and us starting to get tired, Saturday night turned into a fantastic night for outdoor photography.
Val has a project and show coming up that she needed to take some outdoor nighttime photos, and we headed out at about 8:15-8:30 p.m., winter coats and all. We stopped at Forest Lawn Cemetery at Main and West Delavan so Val could do much of her project there, and we then headed for the Canisius College Montante Cultural Center on Main Street.
We finally set out for another church on Main Stret across from the Tri-Main Center, but as we drive up I noticed that it was dark, then remember how some churches stay dark on Easter vigil through Easter Sunday. At that point, we finally headed home, and Val, from what I could see and how she reacted, got some fine phtotos.

Monday, Um, Magic

If anyone wondering whether or not the days are getting longer need look no further than the light trying to peak out at 6 a.m. when I got up this morning.
And now, at about 6:50 a.m., it is pretty bright outside, not even counting the orange turning to blue toward the horizon. Of course, the temperature is still only 27 degrees outside, according to the National Weather Service, but at least it is allegedly getting to about 50 degrees with sun today.
On the other hand, this is the first Monday since what has been inevitable for too long has actually occurred; the Buffalo Sabres are out of the NHL playoffs and done with their season. Improvements in players obviously have to be made, but that is a post for another time.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Thursday's Douchebag: Me

I like to point out people who go above and beyond the call of duty to be annoying simps here, so let me point out that I achieved the above distinction for my performance as a driver in a parking garage Thursday.
I parked in the pay garage adjacent to the Family Court building on Franklin Street and went to work Thursday, a real busy day but a good one in that I got a ton of work done and basically caught up heading into the weekend.
When I pulled out of my parking space, I turned the wrong way, but caught myself and turned around and started heading the correct way. Another car turned the corner and came my way, a bit more toward the center than preferable but still leaving enough room for me to get by him.
As I came close to him, I could see the driver pointing toward my car repeatedly, and I thought he was reacting to me driving in his direction; too many drivers forget that this is a two-way inner roadway, even with yellow arrows painted on the ground. I started yelling, basically to myself, that this was a two-way area.
So, when we came up to each other, he was still pointing to my car, so I rolled down the window. As soon as he rolled his down, I yelled, "this is a two-way area; look at the arrows." He replied, with a slightly confused look on his face, "I know this is a two-way area. I just wanted to mention that your license plate ..."
" loose. Oh, damn, I am so, so sorry, sir. I know it is loose and I am getting it fixed when I get my car inspected later this month," I replied as I actually slapped my head and then hit it on my steering wheel. The plate is loose and hanging on one end, and many people have been nice enough to point this out to me. I continued to apologize to the other driver, who had the combination look of "I understand and accept your apology" and "geez, what a loose cannon. Let me just get away from him."
So, I felt like an idiot the rest of the day for doing that and I still feel like a douchebag as I write about it now.

Thursday, April 09, 2009

PriceRite Problems: So What Ya Gonna Do?

I tried shopping for the first time at the PriceRite store in the Stuyvesant Plaza on Elmwood Avenue in Buffalo Wednesday, and to say it went poorly would be an understatement.
We live a few blocks away from the new grocery store, and we needed enchilada sauce and cheese sauce for dinner last night and today; because I forgot the cheese sauce while shopping at Wegmans and the Lexington Co-Op was out of the enchilada sauce (Frontera) we use Sunday, I figured it was better to stop at PriceRite on the way home instead of going out to Wegmans on Amherst Street.
I knew that the crowds had been very large since the store's recent opening, so I wasn't surprised that I had to park in the third-farthest parking spot from the store in the front lot. But things started bad inside with the outer doorway still only wide enough for one person going in and going out, and you now have to jog to the left through more narrow doors to get inside the store.
Ah, yes; getting inside the store. The large numbers of shoppers made things crowded to start with, but it was with more than a bit of surprise that I discovered that the location of nothing is marked or indicated in any of the aisles except for the Latin/Hispanic food being located in one main spot. Items and types of items are scattered all over and mixed together, just stacked on and in parts of the cardboard boxes they came shipped in to PriceRite.
I realize that this is part of the plan to keep prices down, but I found tomato sauce in four different areas, enchilada sauce in three spots, and I could not find any cheese sauce. I asked one of the workers, and the directions he gave me took me to some tomato sauce, but none of the items I was trying to find.
I also really enjoyed playing "Dodge the Rude/Slow/Lost/Oblivious Shopper," which seemed to be on a high level of difficulty as apparently not one gaggle of people shopping in groups of two or more was able to do so without standing all across the aisle. Those that expected me to prostrate myself against the grocery items or poles were in for rude discoveries.
I finally fled the store and went to Wegmans and got the items I needed, wasting 20-30 minutes and probably upping my blood pressure. I will try back in a few months at PriceRite, and hope that at least some improvements have been instituted.

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

2008 Income Taxes: Better Than Expected

Val and I trundled off to our tax preparer to get our 2008 income taxes done Monday, and the results were much better this year than last year.
We will be receiving a pretty decent federal income tax refund, as well as a not-so-shabby New York State income tax refund, a much higher total than last year, when we paid a small amount of federal tax and received a decent state income tax refund.
Very simply put, we spent less from areas that would have generated taxes, adjusted other areas of income and outcome and adapted to new laws and regulations. I also believe that we do a better job of keeping track of and documenting financial activities than we used to do.
Coming home to watch the Sabres lose to New Jersey and then watch North Carolina trounce Michigan State did not reduce our fiscal Snoopy dancing.

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

North Carolina: Impressive But ...

North Carolina looked like what most of us thought they were, the most talented NCAA men's Division I basketball team, as the Tar Heels routed Michigan State, 89-72, in the NCAA Division I men's basketball championship game last night.
Being a Big 10 (Wisconsin) fan, as well as a fan of Spartan coach Tom Izzo, I rooted for Michigan State but predicted North Carolina would win. Still, the Tar Heels may be my least favorite major men's basketball progrm, due to my dislike of arrogance and them beating every team I have rooted for agaist them way too often. So, congratu-fucking-lations.
There, I said/wrote it.

Not So Bad, So Far

As I sit here at about 6:55 a.m., there is about a half-inch of snow on the ground and half- to one-inch of snow on the cars on Buffalo's West Side, once again less than predicted.
Not that this at all lessens the annoyance factor or the morale lowering of having measurable snowfall in April, but it appears that traffic at least in this part of Buffalo, and hopefully downtown, won't be particularly affected today.
The cold will be a pain in the face and ass and so on, and that and the Sabres' really painful 4-1 loss to New Jersey last night should be the buzz killers with the most staying power today.

Monday, April 06, 2009

Thanks and Come See the Show

Val and I would like to thank everyone who came to the MARK Buffalo Artists exhibit opening reception at Artspace Buffalo, 1219 Main Street in Buffalo, Saturday.
The show runs through April 26, and the gallery hours are noon-4 p.m. Saturday as well as by appointment from 10 a.m.-6 p.m. Wednesday through Friday. For more information, people can call 803-6205.

You Blame the Weather

I don't care how tired some readers may feel about me mentioning the weather; I am still having some trouble with the bloody winter storm warning issued for Monday night and Tuesday for Buffalo, Erie County and Western New York.
It's April 6, for cripe's sake, and there is no freaking way that there should be 2-4 inches of snow predicted for Monday night and 1-3 inches of snow predicted for Tuesday by the National Weather Service, but that is the prediction.
I guess it's time to hope/pray for a wind shift, warmer than expected weather or a simple incorrect prediction.

Friday, April 03, 2009

Busy Art Weekend

As you may already know, Val (my wife, photographer Val Dunne, for those unaware) has several works in the Buffalo MARK Artists Group show, of which the opening is from 6-10 p.m. Saturday, April 4, at Artspace, 1219 Main Street in Buffalo. I will post the news release I wrote here later today.
But at 8 p.m. tonight, Friday, April 3, Val also has several works in the College Street Gallery Co-Op April show, of which there will be an opening exhibit party and cocktail shindig at the gallery, 244 Allen Street in Buffalo.
So, please stop by either or both events and see some great photography by Val as well as other fine art work.

Language Attack

Being a writer and former newspaper reporter and editor, I take the English language serious, although of course I make mistakes at times. But egregious errors and all-out assaults really, er, grind my gears.
One recent one that makes my blood boil is people who refer to the police as "the po-po." What in the absolute fucking hell is the reason any adult, particularly those like me who never lived a life in which that word or reference was used, would do so?
I just had to write about that after reading it in a couple of places yesterday.

Thursday, April 02, 2009

A Little Slow Today

I seem to be at a bit less than maximum speed this morning; after Val and I dropped off three photos of hers for a group show she is in at the College Street Gallery on Allen Street in Buffalo last night, we went right over to Artspace on Main Stret in Buffalo to hang her portion of the Buffalo MARK Artists Group exhibit, which has its opening from 6-10 p.m. Saturday, April 4.
As we wolfed fdown Gino and Joe's pizza, Val and I watched on DVR the Buffalo Sabres' painful 3-2 overtime loss to Atlanta (we missed most of OT because the DVR did not kick in on the second part of the recording until a shot of Kovalchuk raising his arms and receving the first star designation was shown).
Because we are tired and have more to hang tonight, we will be busy later and I am again putting off posting on Lou Saban and some of my early memories of the Buffalo Bills. I have a feeling after we're done hanging the rest of the show tonight, that Val and I will collapse on the couch and/or bed very fast.

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

We're Back

Sorry for the short absence; I tried to blog this morning, but first, then Facebook and then our computers on the whole did not want to respond/cooperate.
After rebooting, a little bit of interpretive dancing and singing Tom-Waits-does-sea-shanties as well/poorly as possible, we have returned to pretty fast and responsive Internet service or access. Don't make me whip out the Buffalo Sabres' boxers again.