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Category Archives: The Missus
Come On Feel the Noyee-eeaze
I was late, and cold, as I flew on my bike down Heartbreak Hill. I was thankful for the warmth of the wool mittens The Missus had knitted for me many years ago. (More on that tomorrow.) I was cruising … Continue reading
Posted in Bike to Work, Little G, The Missus
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The Con’s of Santa-Con
The Santa-Con hangover, Hawthorne station. Me and The Missus ventured into Gotham for our annual mid December bacchanalia that is my old rugby club’s annual awards dinner, with TJ’s Mom and Dad nice enough to schlep to the 914 to … Continue reading
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Scamtrak & Glamtrak: A Tale of Two Train Trips
We put Amtrak to a major test over the long Rosh Hosh weekend, as the four of us–TJ, The Missus, Little G, Little Miss C–took the train to Newport News, Virginia en route to Big Sis’s place in Virginia Beach, and … Continue reading
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Those Switches are Bitches
We were cruising along 0n the northbound 5:27, en route to our families, dinner, nightly dose of Brian Williams, martini, or whatever it is you do when you return to your domicile. It was a little shy of Scarsdale when … Continue reading
Posted in Hartsdale, Hawthorne, The Missus, White Plains
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Dam It, Where’s My Movie?
In the almost five years we’ve been in Westchester, we’d never ventured to one of the outdoor summer movies they show at Kensico. I remember seeing signs for it as we circled the crazy Bronx River Loop like the Griswolds … Continue reading
Posted in Little G, Little Miss C, The Missus, Valhalla
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PLANEJOTTING: Delta Redeems Self
We’ve switched gears to Planejotting mode to blast Delta Airlines in the past, and when we were done with that, we blasted Delta a little more. And then some more. Our primary gripe centered around a trip the TJs took to the … Continue reading
Posted in Delta airlines, Little G, Little Miss C, Planejotting, The Missus
Tagged Delta airlines, Hummer, Major Deegan, Sarasota, Train
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The Sunday Commute Bonus Edition
Since I don’t spend nearly enough time riding the rails to New York City, we packed up the gang to head in for a day trip yesterday. Little G is obsessed of late with two colossal things: skyscrapers and dinosaurs. … Continue reading
Cheap Trip to Punta Cana
We were fairly psyched when we saw the first signs of a new restaurant along Hawthorne’s sleepy strip in the fall. Indeed, Punta Cana Restaurant promised “Spanish & Portuguese food”–a nice variation from the red sauce and bar food available … Continue reading
Trainjotting Reviews The High Line
Well, four months after it opened, the TJs finally got out to visit the High Line, the marvelous raised pedestrian park on the Way West Side of Manhattan. What took us so long? Well, it’s a hike from work, the … Continue reading
Posted in Ezekiel Marcus, High Line, Little G, Little Miss C, The Missus
Tagged Ezekiel Marcus, High Line
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Mysterious Ways to Get to Concerts, Or, A Quarter-Century of Schlepping to U2 Shows
As I unlocked my bike from the Hawthorne bike rack at precisely 6:30 last night, I heard the bells from that lonely 1800s church on the other side of the tracks. The bells were chiming that familiar church-y DUHHH duhhh … Continue reading
Posted in G. Francis, Giants Stadium, Hawthorne, jerseyjim, Secaucus Junction, The Missus
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