The Yankees must have won the ALDS in a sweep. The Forty Niners must have crushed Cleveland. Trump must have done something nutty enough that even the Republicans are in revolt. See Nikki Haley.
Family’s recovered from the rollicking wedding in New England.
Everyone must have watched Succession. Okay. No spoilers anyway. Just a little tease. Blood sacrifice. Next week. Season finale.
A lot can happen when you leave the City for a few days. Scaffolding gets erected. More of it everywhere every day. Leaves become etched with tinges of yellow. And on September 18th, the Upper West Side lost an independent 94-year old woman of substance. One who even wrote her own obit, “She was a Bronze Life Master in bridge, an avid reader and an incredibly talented writer… those who knew her loved her, those who didn’t missed out.” True. Adieu, Betsey Strahl Levine.
Elsewhere. Kids are let out of school to raise awareness and motivate action on Climate Change. As people gather in Nevada to investigate what really goes on at Area 51. Art Bell will surely be found there.
Yes. Life marches on. But the world will never be quite the same.
End of summer traditions. Steamers & lobster & corn-on-the-cob. Just a Metro North train away. Fabulous backyard clam bake.
On Center Court. Osaka showed heart & class. If not game in the end. #McCoco doubles team regained youthful glee. Djok choked. And. Sorry Serena. But. That outfit was just purple rain.
Over at HBO. Logan coddles a fragile Kendall. Roman goes to management training. Shiv shakes her head as Holly & Cherry join the fray. But hey. Always intriguing new acquisitions at RoyCo.
‘Twas a bon weekend.
How does a mAd Man celebrate his 30th birthday? By Blading out to Montauk. As it should be.
No matter dodging thunderstorms and giving his Momma agita.
Happy to you mAd Ben!!
Once again Easter & Passover overlap.
Ham v. Brisket. Lasagna v. Matzoh. Chocolate Eggs v. Charoset. Peeps v. Bitter Herbs. Replacement v. Impeachment.
O Night Divine. Gloriously sung in French by soprano Susanna Phillips at the Cathedral of St. John the Divine. Applause wafted up the aisle. Couldn’t help it. Capped off last night’s Christmas Eve service with choirs and horns and harps and a Paul Winter sax solo. And. The most haunting organ crescendo Harking the Herald of Angels. Transported. Second annual tradition with Ben.
Inclusive Episcopalian congregation. A little political. But. No kneeling!
World Cup Soccer
World Series- even if Red Sox won
Walks in Central Park &
Tavern on the Green with family and friends
at the outside bar- every season
Oxbow Tavern UWS
Get A Room with Carson & Thom
Caught dolphins jumping out of the sea in Amagansett
The obvious Bad & Ugly
Petulant Adolescent President
Media’s overreach &
obsession with him
Kavanaugh confirmation hearing
Emojis murder words
Yanny & Laurel
Joe & Mika
House of Cards final season
Guilty until proven innocent
Pets have taken over the world
Stores restaurants airplanes hotels
Sad Art Bell
Tragic Anthony Bourdain