During a telephone conversation with my sister this week I mentioned that I still had no idea as to what my blog topic would be. Her children are younger than mine and she asked me whether I ever had blogged about social media and its effects on kids.  I told her of course I had.  

It was not an official Gotham gathering -- as the case when many of us gathered at Citi Field last month -- when I found my way to Yankee Stadium last week; that said my "visit" to second game at the Yankees' home park was made possible via Gotham.

T-shirts. The unmistakeable sign of an attitude. What attitude that might be is up to the wearer and for us to guess.   Some throw one on without any thought as to what it says or what it means, while others carefully pick one out that fits the statement they want to make.    In my ad hoc poll, most T-shirt wearers are conscious about the statement they are making. For me, I don't wear T-shirts out and about. I believe they are functional and use them for gardening, playing sports, working out, or lounging in the house on a weekend.

Ever since the "Third rate" Watergate burglary, I have reserved judgement and operate on a "Nothing is as it appears" (or as they tell us) basis.  Does that make me a cynic?  You tell me.

Having recently been exposed to Covid, and with the protocols having rescinded into memory, I was left to my own devices.I pulled out the box of N-95s and wore one when I walked around the office or when in a room with others.When alone in my office I close

It intrigues me that there are people who still believe the earth is flat AND they have arguments to support their belief.   I saw the movie “Moneyball again last week and was reminded of the friction between intuition and science. 

It is that time of year when things slow down, and people take time off.  With that, the topic of conversation often turns to vacation.  Are you taking any vacation this summer, people might ask?  

This is a public service blog.   In late April, I had my annual full body check with my dermatologist. All was well.   About three weeks later I noticed a new small “pimple,” on my nose. I thought nothing of it initially. But when a week passed and then two weeks passed and it did not heal, I became apprehensive. I finally scheduled another appointment with my dermatologist.