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The Inseide Dope, by Bob Seidenstein

Tori and the near-deadly deadline

For me, the week before Xmas should’ve been dubbed, Days of Murphy’s Law. Nothing big went wrong. My friends, fam, pets and I were all in fine fettle. None of my precious antiques were stolen or destroyed (mostly because I have none). My Home Town was spared riots, plagues and ...

Riding the waves

While I’ve never thought of myself anything special. but I think one thing distinguishes me from most people. It is I’ve lived my whole life through radio. Of course that was a given when I was a kid, since when it came to electronic home entertainment, radio was the only game in town. In ...

The Blue Moon ham

Let’s face it, we’re a nation of voyeurs. Celebrities are the bread and butter of TV and social media. Actors, singers, dancers, jocks — even flash-in-the-pan headline-grabbers — are the food and fuel, if not the lifeblood of This Great Land of Ours. We track their lives with a ...

’Net gains

While not a Luddite, I will admit my computer skills are deficient, if not almost defunct. But they’re also adequate for my uses. Good thing they are too, because in an emergency, it can be a lifesaver, literally. And that’s exactly what it was for me a couple weeks ago. The life ...

DON’T mind the gap

When it comes to mountains, what things that come to mind? With the Alps, it’s yodeling, edelweiss and Heidi. With the Rockies, it’s Pikes Peak and John Denver. With the Adirondacks, it’s logging, TB and black flies. But with the Poconos, it’s only one thing — their ...

Sixty-two and counting

As soon as I picked up the phone, he began, in his trademark high screech. “It’s a world gone mad, Dope! A world gone mad!” “He” was the only person it could be — Eric “The Hysteric” Lund. I’ve known him since college and he hasn’t changed one iota: Always in panic ...