While driving she noticed some moving lights in the southeastern sky
It was an October surprise for a young couple to witness a UFO Cluster of Twenty Lights.
Architecture is captivating.
There is uncertainty with the sudden infatuation with The Hotel Syracuse. There is no personal attachment to it, but the familiarity that seems to be lingering in the background begs to differ. There is a history behind those walls. There is an elegance that no one will be able to understand.
In fact, this post is not about a wedding.
Sometimes running away from your issues is possible, but they say that it's not good for you. Sometimes listening to music is the route that one can take, but it can be combined with the former. And so it was done, running away (or trying to) from issues for the sake of music. We can be moved by such simple things. It's time to drive. It's time to throw on some music and sing and dance and shout and scream and laugh and cry ... and to all add up to something that has been said before, a thing that had inspired the has-yet-to-be-finished novel.
“It was enormous; it was longer than our 10 acre field.”
A Big Purple Mothership was the last thing Lenny expected to see when he went out four-wheeling.
Money as a motivator is a very temporary thing at best.
Money doesn't motivate me. It never has. If you want to light a fire under my butt, offer me an opportunity to work on something important or shower me with adulation for something I've already completed. Put me in a situation where I can laugh with the people I'm working with and I will be motivated to excellence. But that's just me; or is it? I wanted to find out what motivates employees. I contacted 35 of my finest clients and asked them. Here's what I found out.
That connection, gazes meeting, is a breath of fresh air.
(For Projecting, Part One: Click Here)
Last week, Mike Mills’ Beginners was finally watched. Yes, finally.
"I am not someone else, someone else is not me. Yet we are available in the same store. The store of Existence. This is how I think ..."
It’s high season for sightings
Grace never expected to see a UFO, the size of an aircraft carrier
Putt putt for the fun of it
It was a soggy night on the links at Fairmount Glen Miniature Golf. After the torrential and devastating storm the day before and the all-day intermittent showers, the break in the weather called for a chance of fun and excitement all the while living on the edge that the weather could produce snow at any moment. One can ever know in Central New York, and this includes the meteorologists; they predict one thing and are baffled by what they see looking out the window that very moment. It could be raining gremlins, and none of us would believe them.
When in Rome…
One of the best pieces of news this week, in my opinion, was the reveal of the promising future of our City of Syracuse's Hotel Syracuse. The once thriving and then left-for-vacant edifice will be re-animated into a thriving hotel -- let's be positive about this -- that exudes class and heightens the desire to stay in Syracuse. Yes, much of the inside -- plumbing included -- needs to be modernized and the rooms probably have to be re-sized. The lobby and ballrooms are supposedly good-to-go with a few things to update here and there, but they will not be torn apart and re-visioned. This is why we can have nice things. Tearing things down and re-building ... it really didn't make any sense to me. Everything costs money, of course. Regardless, this will help with the deserved re-vitalization of Syracuse.