"Walking" the show is a fun privilege of being a boat show vendor.
Spout comes to mind when talking about some "sailors" - as in spout nonsense.
Too many national chains can ruin a good lollygag - that semi-hedonistic ramble around a harbor town that starts with a coffee in the AM and ends with a nice lunch at a favorite restaurant.
The vista was the lower Hudson in 1972. The photographer was my father, Nick Carreras.
You can't paper over a schism.
One of my anthropology professors was a sociolinguist who seemed unaware that hour-long debates on terms like indegenous vs. indigenous could be boring.
Clancy J. Bümps - The Grey Menace. This cat never met a chili con carne that he did not like.
Last Monday, my primary physician decided to send me to the emergency room.
Most people have some urge towards the creative. For them, it may be the weekend gallivant around galleries admiring other people's work and reveling in creative genius.
I was never to be one of those eager rock hoppers effortlessly jumping from one boulder to another.