SONNENBERG: A VISIT TO A DIFFERENT TIME By Warren D. Jorgensen I took a break from a Finger Lakes wine tasting tour to visit Sonnenberg Gardens and Mansion, stepping into a reliquary of a gilded age, discovering a woman whose love of flowers may have saved her life. In 1857, Mary Clark, daughter of then-Governor […]
ZEN AND THE SUNDAY MORNING RIDE
ZEN AND THE SUNDAY MORNING MOTORCYCLE RIDE By Warren D. Jorgensen I rolled up to the light and stopped, the muffled throbbing of the engine beneath me the sole sound in the morning air, the only other movement the sun rising slowly over Westchester, warming my back. A cool brisk wind blew out of the […]
You All Could Get It/ Word to the Slant on My Houston Fitted
I will never, ever in a million years, or however long it takes for A Tribe Called Quest to release a reunion LP (not go on tour together, but put out a real album for goodness sakes), understand how some guys consider a certain girl "off limits" for reasons other than being family. Ever meet a group […]
Alternative Memory:
alternative(m)emory Dear O, I gathered yellow water in my fists. I placed my hand inside the middle of the earth, onto the other shore… Dear O, I wore my green dress and my red hair and obsessively played the piano… Dear O, I read Cartarescu and did Theatre studies. I filled the […]
Now That’s What I Call Coke Jams Vol. 90
I have a new favorite band. Which means you’re about to, too. Please allow me to introduce you to Tigercity. I could regurgitate my on-point description I unleashed for Flavorpill CHI, but I think it’s more effective if I just copy/paste it, so check it out, yo: It might be the dead of winter, but […]
99¢
I was at Wendy’s the other night, frequenting the 99¢ menu. Chicken nuggets, French fries, and a side salad (this final item obviously negates the calories of the first two) are my usual choices, and as I sat eating them, my friend, a virgin to the wonders of the 99-cent fair at Wendy’s, began to […]
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