Weekend Update.

I received a number of photos from you this week; thank you for contributing!

Jiggy and Gracie visited an assisted living home this weekend:

You know your Penn State obsession is a threat to society when your friends pause Office re-runs to capture PSU shout-outs on the set (courtesy of KDubs):

MS took this as the Q traveled over the Manhattan Bridge. Mine came out as all iron, no water. She wins:

Sporadic Sunday night movie leads to wine evidence needing to be discarded. Upper West Side mothers, cover your children's eyes (courtesy of Lindy):


Have a great week, everyone. If something catches your eye, share it with the rest of us. The email address is to the right.

Planes, trains, and automobiles. No. Really.

Current location - Buffalo, NY
3:45am - Up. Groan.
4:27am - Rental car returned.
4:32am - Checked in to Delta flight.
4:45am - Through security. Anchor Bar is closed. Damn it.
5:15am - Delta flight attendant feels the need to use the intercom on an 18 person flight. Honestly, what is the point? I don't ever remember Mrs. Karns using a microphone in 3rd grade and she had 25 rowdy kids. Half the passengers are sleeping business(wo)men and the rest are giddy Buffalonians on their way to some far off sunny destination (I even saw one of these).
5:20 - 6:45am - Snooze.
Current location - Big Apple
7:17am - Cab to the office. Yes, the "office" is a synonym for home. I surpised I'm not paying rent yet.
7:46am - 1:30pm - You know the drill.
2:11 - 7:30pm - Commute. Train to Harrisburg. Carpool to Happy Valley. Wooooooo.
Current location - Pennsylvania

So yeah - this is all you're getting today. Cheers!

Buffalo round two.

Currently driving to Buffalo for a 5pm presentation but stuck in traffic. Hopefully I make it. Look, blue skies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



If you've ever been to Buffalo, you'd know this is really worth the 17 points and the attention.

A classic theater clings to the glory days.

I admittedly have not spent much time in downtown Buffalo. Typically when I am here for work I find myself under time constraints, leaving me no option but to swing by Anchor or Duff's before racing to catch my return flight. Buffalo has everything a good old fashioned (and nerdy) photo-fest needs. Gray skies, old buildings, and hard times. I'll be back, Buffalo.

Shea's Theater set the stage for today's picture. Per Wiki, the theater was the crown jewel of the once-bustling downtown area of Buffalo; built for $1.9 million it was the sign that Buffalo was a power player in the western New York economy. But we all know how this story ends - times change, industries die, and a city is left behind by the tides of change. Political corruption and ill-advised corporations almost leveled the beautiful space to a parking lot in the 1970's before community activists rescued the iconic space from the wrecking ball.

As the city struggles with economic development, things might be on the upswing. NYC-based families and artists see it as a new Brooklyn. Heck, a 3 bedroom house for $800 a month? Snap! Now if only finding a job was possible...

Oh Buffalo.

Today I found myself headed to Buffalo for a day's work. I arrived back at the Buffalo airport at 6:07pm for a 6:49 flight (try doing that at JFK). I took this picture because I was shocked to learn that B-lo's airport considers itself "international." Wanting to confirm this, I did some homework only to come up one part disappointed and two parts cheated. There is not a single non-stop international destination from the airport officially known as BUF. Cincinnati, check. Atlanta and Charlotte? Done and done. Toronto? Good luck. I'd like to know what is so international about the Buffalo airport, beyond their directions to Canada, of course.

Mind you, this is also the airport that let me through security with a messenger bag full of Duff's wings.

Labatt Blue and wings - you should be jealous.

Oh the twisted perks that make me continue to appreciate my job. Most people would loathe the idea of a day trip to Buffalo, New York; especially if the said trip included two flights, a rental car, and two tediously long cab rides. As I write this in the back of cab #2, I'm appreciating today more so than most of my recent work experiences. I was not stuck behind a desk. I'm currently coming up on the sexiest nighttime skyline this side of the Atlantic. And finally, I experienced an American classic - Buffalo chicken wings.

I first tried hitting up the original for lunch, but given a short window of opportunity combined with a long line of devoted Buffalonians, my hopes were quickly dashed. Feeling defeated, my hopes were revitalized by an email from a colleauge who wanted wings (and a reason to skip his wife's home cooking) just as madly as I did. Duff's it was.

Medium-hot sauce. The only bleu cheese I'll eat (don't think about asking for ranch like I did). Labatt Blue. What more could you ask for? I am a true believer that Buffalo wings are indeed better in their hometown than anywhere else. If you are a food connoisseur or just a fan of the Super Bowl staple, a trip to Buffalo is worth it. Just be sure to visit in July, as it was 8 degrees today.

I almost forgot! Sneaking the leftovers home through security was a success. Only in Buffalo. I can only imagine trying to get 10 boney objects through at JFK. Hilarity and/or intense questioning would ensue, I'm sure.