March 31, 2025

The timing for this monthly blog is now officially last-second.  While we all likely experience intervals where the mind seems blank, we must do our best to have confidence that random and disconnected thoughts do in fact exist, hidden behind a disconcerting background of nothingness.

Well, let’s find out…

I came across an old Facebook post someone had sent, reminding us all that the Wed/Thurs/Fri start of 2025 meant there was no way to avoid the promise of a W/T/F year.  Cosmic signaling at its most precise for sure; these last three months have been disheartening and insane.

The comedienne Nikki Glaser has been on quite a roll these past couple of years.  She’s in the midst of selling out 8 shows at the Beacon Theater this very moment.  I see where she credited weight loss and cosmetic surgery as major reasons for her late-career success; she feels her type of comedy works better coming from someone who might be considered “hot”.  Interesting…  And who are the less-successful amongst us to argue?

Maybe I’ll be more inclined to finish recording these damn songs if I did something about my own appearance as well…  Although jet-black hair can appear closer to purple for someone as color-blind as I…

The Yankees just hit three home runs on the first three pitches of the second game of their 2025 season, a feat that has never been done before in Major League Baseball history.  WTF, indeed!  Hope!  We all - Yankee fans especially - need to lean on the good omens whenever they arrive.  (And they won the game, by the way, hitting a franchise-record 9 home runs while doing so.)

Everyone is asking when I’ll be returning to the Vineyard.  My friends and co-workers assume this will happen without question yet again.  I’m the only one who has been professing some reluctance; with my banged-up knee, it’s hard to imagine following through on this pilgrimage for roughly the 30th time.  But, well - and without having seriously weighed out the pros and cons as of this moment - if I was a betting man, I guess I’d have to give credence to what everyone else is predicting.  Much like the house, the rest of the people in my life are usually correct.  Details are likely to follow as early as next month’s blog.

I’m not usually good at remembering little jokes heard while trolling through the internet, but this one was kind of funny - though I don’t know the name of the comedian who told it.  “I once dated a woman with a lazy eye; turns out she was seeing someone on the side…”

I’ll pause here for the laughter to die down…

An elderly person at my bar urges me not to consider knee replacement surgery.  “That’s what getting old is all about!” he told me.  “You’re in constant pain, you can’t run across the street, you’ll always be in a terrible mood and things keep getting worse.  You should embrace it!”  He’s a nice regular and received a free round for his comments; the argument itself wasn’t overly persuasive to this particular bartender, however.

George Foreman died unexpectedly last week.  I don’t believe there has been another athlete who has ever had the second half of a career such as his, complete with a 100% personality change from darkly menacing to benevolently lovable.  I deeply rooted for Ali over Foreman in Zaire, Africa but was also elated when Foreman regained the title at age 45 with a stunning 10th round knockout over Michael Moorer.  RIP to this truly unique American legend.

Am I the only person who roots for LeBron James?  The man has had an incredible and historical career and is still going strong.  (As you can see, I can’t hide my admiration for those athletes capable of performing past the age of 40…)

The Democrats need a leader capable of inspiring the millions of disenfranchised voters out there.  And with all due respect, that person is not Charles Schumer or Hakeem Jeffries.  Call me crazy, but don’t count out AOC.  And Kamala Harris - please feel free to come out and say hello again one of these days - we miss you!

NYC is starting a new program tomorrow that will fine co-ops and condos for not composting properly.  Which means they will have to go through the other garbage bags to see which left-over food articles were not transferred to the proper bin.  This long-time president is getting a bit more cynical, one might argue; it is impossible to police what residents throw away and we already get fined regularly for what strangers (or pets!) drop on our sidewalks as well as a host of other unavoidable occurrences.  Most of our duly recycled material don’t end up being properly recycled on their end anyway.  But presto - they’ve found yet another avenue of increased income at our expense…

Oh, and it’s April Fool’s Day tomorrow!  This would be such a wonderful time for our current President to inform us those tariff plans were simply jokes all along…

And I just read that the comedian Bill Maher plans to meet this current President at the White House soon.  Again - WTF?!

Well, I guess I’ve always been a fan of random and disconnected thoughts.  Meaningless meanderings - which might be another clever title to my next short story collection…  Nevertheless, next month I promise to return with a more traditional blog, one with a singular central theme.

If something comes to mind…