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My buddy DerryX recently crafted a blog post based on an apocryphal story involving a Central New York college student who, upon discovering that there was no remaining pepperoni pizza slices left at a late night pizza parlor, whined, “This is the worst day of my lieeeeeeeeeefe!” Now if that college student thought that could…

The recent story involving a Saratoga Springs High School yearbook, in which a girl’s picture was altered to show her with unflattering yellow teeth – and then the uproar afterward, with the picture being scissored out of copies of the yearbook, and then later the yearbook company agreeing to reprint the volume with the photo…

During my first year at Hamilton College, I was in the Bundy West dormitory complex.  Bundy West (and its companion building, Bundy East) were part of a started-but-never-completed series of buildings for a Hamilton College-affiliated graduate program.  The graduate program was eventually scuttled at around the same time that the all-male Hamilton College merged with…

I don’t know if it’s still a common site on college campuses, but during my senior year at Hamilton College, our school received several visits from military recruiters, hoping to find a new Marine or Army recruit among the college educated. At the time, I entered the Bristol Campus Center, on my way to the…

The power of this weblog never ceases to amaze me. Earlier this January, I wrote a blog post about an old friend of mine. Back in the early 1980’s, Jim McCaslin, a mobile disc jockey from Melbourne, Australia, used to send my old college radio station Australian and New Zealand import records, so that WHCL…

I was thinking about this the other day. Things we do in our lives – the choices we make and the paths we take – eventually take us on new adventures and into new friendships. Such was the case with a friend of mine from the mid-1980’s. You don’t know Jim McCaslin.  Let me tell…

Once in a while, someone will air a television special featuring a collection of flubs and bloopers – and some of the most funny ones involve newscasters who either misread the TelePrompTer into an unexpected double entendre, or a reporter who will have something unexpected occur during their live remote back to the studio. And…

As I get ready this Thursday to drive another set of dinners to families around the Capital District, as part of the Equinox Thanksgiving Day tradition, I am reminded of a time – back when I was in college – when Thanksgiving took on a special meaning. Background. I was a freshman at Hamilton College,…