Tag: Whitestone
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6/2
Hey. It’s raining in Queens and already much too hot for me. I have a few posts in the works but you may or may not notice a little slow down in content. I am working on novel no. 4, and my writing time, my free time overall really, is limited. I’m making this manuscript…
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Kerhonkson
My family and I travel to upstate New York fairly often throughout the year to visit relatives in Sullivan County. The traffic leaving or entering the city is generally the worst part of the trip. The GW bridge is horrendous and patches of roadwork along the way sucks but it’s beyond my control. I enjoy…
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Betting On The Team
The Triple Crown consists of three big races: the Kentucky Derby, Preakness and Belmont Stakes. The races occur in Churchill Downs in Louisville, Pimlico Race Course in Baltimore and lastly, on the border of my home borough of Queens, in the Nassau county town of Elmont. Despite having the final leg of the thoroughbred race,…
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I, Myself, Am Strange And Unusual
I remember the day I found you. I couldn’t forget that day if I wanted to. You always seem to float into my thoughts as if you’re standing right behind me whispering in my ear. It took me an entire week of exploration to stumble upon you. I rode along that street, a street I couldn’t fathom how it was…
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Pink Ticket
In my youth I’ve been the unlucky recipient of many criminal court summonses, more than any responsible and well adjusted young person should probably receive. Majority of the tickets were alcohol related, and the most common offense was “Open Container.” Section 10-125 (2b) – Consumption of Alcohol on Streets Prohibited. In Queens, during our formative…
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Corned Beef and Cabbage
Happy St. Patrick’s Day. It’s a big deal for me. It’s always been that way. A combined celebration, one of ancestry and heritage directly followed by my birthday. A one-two punch. I was almost named Patrick. I like Sean better. I used to go on a proper tear, I might have a touch but it’s…
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Bowery Drift
Trator always drove. It was never a question. I’m not condoning driving under the influence or even advising it, but merely stating how things were then. He loved a combustion engine. Fast cars, faster bikes. Regardless of the level of inebriation, which we just chalked it up as being fun, 98 percent of the time…
SEAN GABLER 