I'm afraid there seems to be a pattern when we go to the ballpark.    My husband is a real Mets fan. So is my son.  It is actually more than a little fun to listen to them watch a game together on the phone hundreds of miles away from each other.  But I digress.   What do you think it means that if/when we leave the ballpark before the end of the game, the score takes a direct turn towards our Mets?  It happened again Saturday night.  

I sat in court last week next to a younger colleague who I’ve known professionally for several years. We have never socialized, only speaking to one another when we happen to see one another in court.   Sitting in the courtroom, he began to tell me about a personal dilemma he was experiencing. At first I was flattered that he felt he could share this private matter with me. But as he continued to speak, the details got more personal and I began to feel uncomfortable.  

Marisa joined me to take in Peter Frampton's "Let's Do It Again" tour at The Capitol Theatre in Portchester last week.  Amazing show, especially when we know Peter contemplated retirement a few tours ago -- it was billed as a Farewell.  He sang and played as great as ever.  His four-piece backing planned played and sang on the money. I enjoyed his decision to cover three songs her performed with Humble Pie (See setlist below.).

You might not remember what you had for lunch last Tuesday, but you definitely remember the times you had a great laugh. I'm not referring to Ha Ha moments but laughing so hard your cheeks and belly hurt.   I think it's amazing that laughter has a way of freezing those moments in time—like your brain saying, “Save this one!”    And let’s be honest—just thinking about those belly-laugh moments can make you smile all over again.   So here’s to the laughs that linger.  

My son David gave me a novel birthday present, a Key West treasure hunt, which he planned during a recent visit and shared with his mom Joanne.   There was no treasure map, just 5 destinations: Pepe's Cafe, Sloppy Joe's Bar, Hog's Breath Saloon, Saltwater Angler Fishing Store and Salty Dog T-Shirt Factory, which I mapped out in a logical biking loop. 

Do you have Real ID?The restrictions on domestic air travel without Real ID are finally going into effect on May 7th.When the topic came up with friends at dinner the other night, I cautiously removed my driver’s license from my wallet.

My wife and I love exploring the New England area in the Fall for a weekend get away. This year we may switch it up and "Spring" out of town for a few days. We've been fortunate to have visited Bar Harbor, ME [favorite], Portsmouth, NH, Salem, MA, Burlington, VT, Kenoza, NY, Beacon, NY, and Lake George, NY over the years. Looking for a new recommendation - heard Woodstock and Ithaca are good options.   Would love to hear other's favorite "escape from NY" local get aways!

We spent this past weekend in Chicago.  The Schess clan converged on the city and spent the weekend celebrating all sorts of wonderful things in our world. But, I digress.