Farewell and Godspeed, Captain Apollo

I remember the original Battlestar Galactica series as if it was on just yesterday.  For a kid who grew up with the one-two sci-fi punch of Star Trek and Star Wars, Battlestar Galactica was an entirely different animal for me – I saw the show as a retelling of the Biblical story of Exodus.  What…

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The results of Trivia Bowl XIII

I’ve missed too much in the past few months.  And I need to return to some semblance of normalcy. And for me, “normalcy” began Saturday afternoon. And that began with my return, for the first time in months, to competitive team trivia. Background. For a while, I was doing trivia recaps at Graney’s Stout for…

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Bury my heart at Bowling Green

I still remember that solemn morning.  February 31st.  A date which will live in infamy. That horrible, horrible morning when the invasion took place.  We weren’t prepared for it.  They came from everywhere.  Machines that shot lasers and destroyed our businesses and our homes.  Children running in the streets, screaming prayers for their lives. There…

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I miss Henry’s Meat Market in Waterford…

I stumbled across Henry’s Meat Market in Waterford a few years ago, essentially by accident.  I was hungry and looking for new eateries in the vicinity of the Town and Village of Green Island … and all of a sudden, I found this little mom-and-pop butcherie in a small strip mall just over the Route…

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Bye-bye, Tilted Kilt. You will not be missed.

After nine months in that little strip plaza next to what used to be Mohawk Mall, the Tilted Kilt brewery and eatery “breastaurant” in Schenectady has finally died out. And honestly, I am not surprised.  Nor could I care. Because I gave Tilted Kilt at least two tries to succeed. And both times … they…

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Collarworld: A master’s purpose

“Mourire!” Three little hamsters – Cupcake, Truffle and Bacardi, the Royal Order of Ancient Carissima Hamsters – called in the Ashen Forest for the white-pawed black cat. “Mourire!!” Two eyes pierced from under a shaded tree branch. “What do you little rodents want?” “We have a message from St. Francis of Assisi,” chirped Truffle. “He…

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