I had never been to a community meeting with the police before. This one took place last Wednesday night at Our Lady of Mount Carmel Church in the Bronx. For those of you who live outside of New York (or work … Continue reading A Faux Pas in the 48
The first time it happened, I was in luck. The head of Media Services was walking by, caught me crouched down, trying to adjust the computer system in the classroom podium, and came to my rescue. The second time, a … Continue reading The Saboteur of Room 320
The funniest line I ever heard was in a scene from The Music Man. Marian Paroo, the winsome librarian who is very mistrustful of men, has just declared her love for Prof. Harold Hill in song on a footbridge overlooking … Continue reading Rudy Frimmel, Where Art Thou?
As incredible as it sounds, he’s back. Bobby Bronco is harder to shake than a Canadian quarter, and you never know what he’ll say. It’s almost worth the two-drink minimum. You want tickets, really? Click here, then have your head … Continue reading Mittwoch Matinee
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It’s Bobby Bronco’s last appearance for the summer. You never know, maybe ever on stage in the Big Apple. You won’t want to miss it. Something like that… Call, make reservations, and tell them you’re with Bobby Bronco. Or click … Continue reading Mittwoch Matinee
There doesn’t seem to be any end to this Bobby Bronco guy. Talk about obnoxious. I may go to one of his shows just to get him off my back. Whatever you do, don’t ignore him. That just makes it … Continue reading Mittwoch Matinee