About Last Night…

Well actually Friday night.  Hockey season has commenced and around these parts, that’s cause for celebration.

I do genuinely love the sport of hockey and in particular, minor league hockey.  The Providence Bruins, a team I’ve written about up here before, are a favorite of mine.  I get to see a lot of their games because of an arrangement through my job, but I’d go either way.  The games are just fun.

This was the season opener and the place was full.  Did I mention that the Bruins didn’t exactly win this one?  They were down 2-0 about five minutes into things.  Never mind though.  The season is long and they will have plenty of other opportunities.

To a great season my paper cranes, I mean Bruins:

Just A Moment

As I stopped to take a photo of this man, my friend goes “what are you taking a photo of?” Well, a moment.  Just a moment I liked:

Rain and Honk

Why exactly do I love Honkfest?  Well there are the band names, like the Extraordinary Rendition Band, that obviously gets its name from its wonderful performances.  There are also the costumes the performers wear, which are wonderfully homespun and sometimes resemble your average sofa or curtains.

But the main reason I love Honkfest so much is the fact that the marching bands take songs that I profess to hate and turn them into music I like.  I don’t even know how they do this.  For example, (sorry to everyone out there) but I kind of hate Britney Spears’ music.  I mean I’m sure as a human she is fine, but I cannot stand her music.  Don’t worry.  I’m prepared for the hate mail, but so be it.  Today though one of the bands was performing “Toxic” and I was just standing there, singing and dancing along.  It was exceedingly pleasant.

Do you honkfest?  Come and Honkfest with me!!!!


Open Your Eyes

You might see something beautiful:


Sometimes You Need Beauty

Photos from my trip to Venice**

providence-rhode-island-waterfire-festival-october-1-2016-1providence-rhode-island-waterfire-festival-october-1-2016-2providence-rhode-island-waterfire-festival-october-1-2016-3providence-rhode-island-waterfire-festival-october-1-2016-4providence-rhode-island-waterfire-festival-october-1-2016-5providence-rhode-island-waterfire-festival-october-1-2016-6**Nope.  Its Providence, Rhode Island.  Who says New England is boring?

That New Place with the Coffee and The Sammies

The museum of the Rhode Island School of Design is one of those New England hidden gems full of new art and old art and general creativity.

Newly added to the place is this intriguing little cafe.  I love finding these little undiscovered places.  And exposing them to the world on my blog!!!!


Between Perfection and Disaster, Living Starts

I’m not sure if I actually read that somewhere or if I actually just came up with that, but I do really think that is true.

Let’s go back here a second and this is going to be a weird one, but if you stick with me to the end, I promise the pay off will be good.  In 1996, I remember watching the Olympics and seeing Shannon Miller on the balance beam.  She was an excellent gymnast.  She over rotated a kind of a sideways back handspring into a split but adjusted her body to save the split and did the trick competently from what I could see.  I’m a gymnastics fan, not a judge but it looked fair to me.  The commentator at the time said “that’s what experience gets you,” those times when you know you’ve done something wrong and you need to save whatever you’ve done and you do it.  Its those moments that separate you from a hot shot phenom into an actual professional.

I’ve had tons of those types of moments on activities where I’ve had to save something.  Today was just one of those days.  We had a little snafu with our tour booking for the Boston Globe.  That snafu was completely my fault.  Oh disaster was imminent but I save us.  A little convincing, a little arm twisting and my back handspring was saved.

It got me to thinking.  If life were an endless string of perfect moments, wouldn’t that makes things really boring???  Isn’t life more interesting when things are thrown in there to throw things off balance occasionally?  What does our relentless pursuit of perfection get us other than boredom?  Of course we cannot live in a constant state of chaos, but throwing things off balance occasionally keeps things interesting, that’s what I think.

Oh and as an aside, any visit to the Globe means a visit to the paper carrying robots that wizzed passed us on our visit.  Who doesn’t love that?  First, a thoroughly excellent sign:


Oh and here is the robot passing by.  Thrillingly: