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New York City… day 2… part 3… male bonding on a molecular level…

Oh yeah, male bonding at its best. So yeah, morning of the second day of our 3-and-a-half day trip to New York. It was pouring rain. My wife and daughter were going shopping, so my son-in-law and I did a … Continue reading

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Sorry, new people, but this ain’t no travel blog… part 1…

I know, it might seem like the kind of blog where a guy travels around taking pictures and talking about the places he went to, and I do do that, but mostly this is the kind of blog where you … Continue reading

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New York City… day 2… part 2… man, we put a lot of energy into coming up with ways to kill each other… and some fancy butts…

It is amazing, the time and effort and technology we have utilized in the search for more efficient ways to do each other in. Most ancient weapons and sets of armor that still survive belonged to rich people. They had … Continue reading

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New York City… day 2… part 1… more questions than answers…

Keep calm, and don’t lose your head, that is the main thing, right? Why is my son-in-law standing in front of an ancient Roman mosaic floor? And why does he look so much like that guy in the tiles, handing … Continue reading

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Make mine a Manhattan, on the rocks, and make it extra wiggly… which, I suppose, would be shaken, and not stirred… the final chapter…

Don’t get too excited. When I say ‘final chapter’, I mean just of the wiggly pictures I took on the first night of our 3-and-a-half-day adventure in New York, standing by the East River and overlooking Manhattan across the river. … Continue reading

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Make mine a Manhattan, on the rocks, and make it extra wiggly… which, I suppose, would be shaken, and not stirred… part 2…

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Make mine a Manhattan, on the rocks, and make it extra wiggly… which, I suppose, would be shaken, and not stirred… part 1…

Once again, my title is too clever by half. Obviously, these are just more of those photos I take when the lighting is low, and the shutter stays open longer, and I wiggle the camera around trying to get interesting … Continue reading

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New York City… day 1… part 13… and yes, I am luring you in with a picture of Lady Liberty, and then will make you look at more photos of the Brooklyn Bridge, but hey, it is all lit up now, and I swear, this will be the last post with photos of the bridge… sort of… except for… well… never mind…

There she is, calling you, lighting the way to… More pictures of that dang bridge. But look, it is getting dark. The lights are coming on. The bridge has adorned herself in sparkling jewels. Manhattan is lit up like a … Continue reading

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New York City… day 1… part 12… Manhattan, as seen across the East River from Brooklyn… and yes, there might be some more pictures of the Brooklyn Bridge too. What am I supposed to do, not make you look at them? And I threw in a couple of the Statue of Liberty and some boats, so just look at those if you are tired of the bridge…

Okay, well, yeah, that is the bridge, but look at the pretty lights in the trees. Ummm… look at the clouds? The top of that hill over to the right? I got nothing! I just like the way the cables … Continue reading

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New York City… day 1… part 10… The Brooklyn Bridge…

Okay, back to my recent adventures in New York City. My daughter and son-in-law live not to far from the bridge. No, that isn’t a bunch of dead Matadors who had a run-in with that metal bull from Wall Street, … Continue reading

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