The Zoo's annual creative black tie fundraiser was Friday night. Long day, but a festival of people watching. Doling out the champagne to the stars was your favorite celebrity bartender....me




Absolutely no truth to the rumor that I was employing the "two for them, one for me" method of pouring...well, almost none

It's the end of the week and this is what I have lingering in my mental pockets:

Refusing help with the BP spill? Sounds odd, but check this out

If somebody has an idea, it seems like help would be a good thing as the folks at BP are looking like Oil Executives in headlights. The never-ending news cycle has folded into name calling between Brits and some Americans and that seems silly. If the Belgians have an idea, bring it on.

C'mon Aaron Schoebel. I respect wanting to be close to the family. If you still want to play, but closer to home, say so. If you don't want to be a linebacker here, say so. The mealy mouthed "It's in the Bills' hands" rings a little empty, like somebody is watching over a bonus payment.

Pulling into work this morning, I got to see first hand the after effects of the Corporate Challenge, you know that race celebrated with lots of beer and bratworst? Given the high population of Sea Gulls scaling the mound of trash bags on either side of the ring road, it looked like the Challenge was sponsored by Alfred Hitchcock.

That amount of birds does make you think twice about where you park your car.

My employer is holding a creative black tie dinner tonight and in my email I got an inquiry from a business associate wanting to know how to dress.

Found tickets for Paul McCartney in Toronto. Seems like a good show to break in my Beatles appreciating son into, I mean, who's first rock concert is a Beatle? Hard act to follow.

Remember how the new Peace Bridge was supposed to be done around now? The legal funds of the few blocking the needs of the many.

Good for the Blackhawks and their Stanley Cup win. I didn't have a side in that series, but as hockey playoffs go, that was a great series and all praises to Pat Kane. He's adjusted to life in the spotlight pretty well recently and looking for family and remembering where he came from were great notes to end an exciting game.

Allentown Art Festival starts tomorrow and I can't help but wonder when the art gets in. All the soul is in Allentown west area where some great music and actual craft takes place. Don't need to stand shoulder to shoulder up Delaware for the sake of looking at largely generic sofa sized offerings.

Think Pete Carroll timed things just right?

Partook of some LaNova pizza for the first time in ages last night and circumstances lead to pizza induced bliss. My stomach was in its happy place for the rest of the night.

Where is the Save the Gulf telethon? The ineptness of BP's response has wrecked the area for untold years even if all the oil magically disappeared as you read this?

Got to get to the store (hence, the title)

Sorry I missed the shenanigans on Friday evening. I had three events simultaneously on Saturday, with one of them getting going before 7 so I needed to be something resembling good so I made do with a couple quiet drinks at the Sportsmen Tavern in front of one of my favorite bands. Set a good mojo for a horrific saturday at the office. Had to play security guard, first aid administer to a panicky deaf boy, bouncer, huckster and more. All of which left me spent last night. Sat on my porch listening to middle aged knuckleheads yelling "Opa!" as they waddled from the greek festival to the safety of their suburban bound SUVs.

Great parade today, despite the weather. Got a decent shot of the oncoming parade along with some dashboard photography from last weekend.

One of the downsides of living alone is that there is nobody to complain to when the alarm goes off to early. I had to do another TV stint for my employer and of course it is for an early morning show, which meant getting to work at 5, which meant getting up at 4.

Given our heat of late, my adoration for my air conditioner knows no bounds, but it's unifying rumble drown out Delaware Ave fairly well. Of course, you don't sleep great knowing that it is happening.

Having done this a few times, I strive to make it easy. Pick out some clothes the night before to minimize the thinking involved. Alarm goes off and I groggily get myself together. I grab my glasses to use as coverage for any bags under my eyes.

One of the upsides to getting to Delaware Park at 5 AM is the abundance of parking spaces. Got a good one. Got inside, got a water bottle and headed out to let the reporter and crew in. Everything goes pretty well. Didn't studder, yet I talked with my hands a little much for an Irish guy. Sent them on their merry way a little after 7AM and still had the rest of the work day.

Got to book around 2, seized the day and did laundry, ran a quick errand or two and settled in a little. You know that is a funky schedule that you aren't used to when the couch feels a little too comfortable and all the dialogue on Top Gear sounds like mooje, mooje, mooje.

That was God's way of telling me it was time for bed.

Crap, I'm old, but apparently still telegenic.

Another week in show biz. I occasionally have to remind me myself about the coolness of my job. We opened a new exhibit this week, and the opening, as always, is a festival of people watching.



It's a pretty cool thing, especially for little kids. But given the structure, it is kind of oasis like since you're removed from the rest of the hubbub.

We do a lot of grip and grinning at these things, especially to donors and partners. The one thing I took away was politicians are worried. Most of the Erie County Legislature showed for the opening as did our two state senators and a couple of assemblymen (the latter seemingly unperturbed about the unfinished business in Albany). It intrigues me to sit back and watch a state senator bolt before the program even starts because it doesn't revolve around him.

Nice night, unlike yesterday where we opened it to the public where it's a good thing we had so many volunteers as we needed somebody to buy the food purchased for the occasion.

You may have even seen my rain sodden self avoiding the cameras yesterday morning.

In other news, my church had a religious education celebration this morning. The minister is on sabbatical, and the RE director is outgoing, so she couldn't be bothered to come.

That is a little dispiriting, but I got a favorite band to play at work two out of the past three days, so there are compensations. Just got back from a house concert in Hamburg. Made a couple new friends, heard some good tunes, nice abbreviated weekend.

Haven't been feeling it lately, but let's reconnect.

Pre-emptive break-up today. Between that and being greeted with the need for bloodwork, that may qualify as a monday.

That is an odd thing, but since our offices are over an exhibit, everybody got lined up for testing. Didn't run into that in other assignments.

Joked that the last time I stood in a line like this, I got a Roger Waters ticket at least.

Had a comparatively mellow weekend. The ex was out of town so number one son bunked with me. We had a nice dinner at Chez Louie's on Friday night, where we got into a borderline scholarly discussion on the state of Batman with one of the counter guys. It was fun to see my boy hold his own with another passion supporter of the caped crusader.

Speaking of my faithful traveling companion, he has been taking Capoiera over at Shakti Yoga for a few months. Last weekend, the studio had a happening at a spa in East Aurora. It was done on this semi-enclosed porch. While it was beautiful to watch and to see my son hold his own with all types of folks, I couldn't help but wonder if the little enclosed patio was going to lose its roof.

Fate is a funny thing, as a reward for his showing, he asked if he and I could go to Iron Man. I said yes, since I was suddenly free that evening. I was going to go with the woman I've been seeing to see of all things a cover band who did Emerson Lake and Palmer. She had the tickets then lost them to somebody who was going to take a husband. After I said yes to my boy, she texts me back and says I got the tickets! I write back that since you didn't have them and were going to study, when my son...blah, blah, blah. She went with a friend, who asked her out this weekend and next. So, my pre-emptive breakup. Iron Man might be responsibile to the latest detriment to my social life, but keeping my word as Dad seems a little more valuable. The shenanigans never cease my friends.

I think I'm headed to the b-movies tonight, near the left bank.

Stay thirsty, my friends.

A few random thoughts from the week that was:

-The paving of Delaware Park's ring road started this week, lousing life up for those of us who work there. I first saw the sign Wednesday, revised for Thursday centered around all our usual turf. At this rate, I'll be paying my employer to park in our lot where it's safe. It will be fine in the end as it is nice to have a break from people who drive smart cars yet still manage to take up two parking spaces.

-Can't our cable provider get BBC America and CBC in HD? CBC for the hockey and BBC for the Top Gear? I'd be a happy guy.

-Think Derek Roy's disappearance from the stat sheet saved Cellino and Barnes substantive cash?

-Speaking of Top Gear, the History Channel is going to take a shot at an American version, which will be a mistake. The quintessentially British car show is as much fun as it is because of the people doing it. Instead of American comics, do us a favor and show some from early launch. We don't always need to convert to improve. But at least, it's the History Channel trying because if NBC gave it a go, it would be doomed. One of the actual hosts of the program, Jeremy Clarkson, once told some tv writers that American audiences wouldn't get it. He's wrong, american television executives wouldn't get it.

-I think Joe Golombek might be on to something if he'd quit fighting Sam Hoyt and thought more about Antoine Thompson (not my concept, but I agree with wholeheartedly)

-The nicest thing I can think to say about Dale Volcker's retirement is "Bye"

-Thanks to my company's stature, the loan I took has already started being paid back and I still haven't seen the check yet.

-Really don't care about the NFL Draft and the ratings/cash grab of two nights of prime time tv, which did serve to keep the Mets off it.

It's a day of random notes:

Good to be the client? when the account rep moonlights at a ticket office -- Roger Waters seats will be mine, oh yes, they will be mine.

Was at the Anchor Bar on Saturday night with a good friend. We grabbed a table in the bar area to avoid what seemed like a wait. Came away with three lessons learned: Latin Jazz ain't doing it for me since Tito Puente's passing, The AB is kind of a mediocre wing joint these days, and none of their bartenders know how to pour Guinness. It ain't Coors, asshats.

Earlier in the day, I took my son to the Bar Mitzvah of one of his school chums. A few other friends of his turned up, but I didn't want to be the dad to kick his kid into Temple Beth AM by himself. I was a little curious. I asked him for his impressions afterwards. He says he liked the ceremony (It was pretty beautiful) and that the rabbi looked a lot like my very irish father. Grandpa got a chuckle out of that.

Is there anything nicer than an empty shared laundry facility on a Sunday afternoon to an apartment dweller? It is nice to start off the week with a clean slate.

Speaking of the old man, I have somehow been rogered in to helping him with an auction next week toward being the guy behind the microphone. I did it once for work which somehow qualifies me to give it a go again. Socially inept lil me? Wonders will never cease.

Playoff beards don't work.

Must be spring for real as I left work Friday only to notice that somehow a bird left his mark on one of my doors. Give you pause to think how sick he or she must been to pooping at that angle.

New week, new car wash

Denoting the fact that this idiot wasn't watching to see if his idiot guard was on the beard trimmer. That wakes you up in a hurry, a sort of reverse playoff beard.

Went out for a stroll post dinner Sunday night and the power of the shuffle setting on my Ipod sent me rolling for a few miles, home flush with fresh air and salient observations:

An old J.Geils Band can make you laugh to yourself, but that isn't really out of place around Elmwood & Forest.

We would all flunk our road tests if we had to take them again as nobody, myself included, does left turns right. We're a region of semi-circles, when we should be angles.

Jon Vogl from the Buffalo News is right, the Bass Pro ain't gonna fly downtown, even if it wasn't fictional. An IKEA would bring em, though.

It's "punch bug" not "punch-dub"...asshats

There are some pedestrians that have incredible faith in traffic and how it won't hit them. Walking back near Delavan, I saw the light change and a bus and car both started to move and the woman darted out in front of both. She stuck her arm out Heisman trophy style like that was enough to keep the vehicles at bay. Guess it was, foolish chance though.

I took my car to the car wash near Record Theatre yesterday and $15 bucks there is worth is worth multiple kisses from the other guys. I couldn't help but snicker a little as my 8 year old Grand Am was sharing space with a Porsche Boxster, Mercedes and a Cadillac. They all shined up nicely, but I think despite running fine, my car now has esteem issues.

Brodo closed its Elmwood location (bastards!), but that didn't stop a "Street Commerce" Agent from attempting to relieve folks of extra change. No rocket scientist I, but wouldn't you double your control group if you did that closer to a business that had people going to it?

Maybe, just maybe, people will get off Patrick Lalime's case now.

Parenthood has it all over Brothers and Sisters.

Hearing the phrase "Mets-Nats highlights at 11!" doesn't fill me with, well, any anticipation.

A book and a soundtrack in the Elmwood sunshine seems like well, just right.

The Rollerblade experiment was successful (as I didn't fall), just wondering how many peeked out their waterfront windows and wondered....