What a dismal week this had been. Impotent, pointless, and inconsequential. But its done now. That’s the silver lining. And now I have a whole weekend ahead of me with no one but myself to answer to. I may “Enjoy Troy,” wine and dine myself, do something productive around the apartment. The world is my oyster. Its been […]
Month: March 2014
Illium fuit, Troja est
I love my hometown. It wasn’t always that way. There was a time when I used to joke to people that Troy, NY was my Bedford Falls…I was born and raised there, and when I became of an age where I could theoretically choose to quit town and boldly go where no Mandy had gone […]