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The Inseide Dope, by Bob Seidenstein

Signs (and NO signs) of the times

Last weekend was The Paul Smith’s College reunion and it was a special one for the Class of ‘75, since it was their 50th. It was also special for me, because having started teaching there in ‘73, that class was my first one. Beyond that, two of my rave-faves from the class, Jack Skelley ...

A roads scholar speaks out

Question: Why can’t DOT employees do math? Answer: Because they think this (see photo) is between four and seven feet. OK, so that’s a joke of sorts and not strictly true, but if you check out some of the bike lanes in and around SL, you might think so. New York State law says bike ...

The vicious cycle and me

As a Red-Blooded All-American Boy, I started riding a bike as soon as I could. Or more exactly, I started TRYING to ride a bike. I was six or seven and it was a daunting task, as my mother, who raised only RBAAB’s, refused to let me have training wheels. My mother was almost 40 when I ...

Out of website … out of my mind

We use the word nemesis loosely, as in someone or something that annoys us. But, strictly speaking, it’s one’s agent of doom. It’s derived from Nemesis, the Greek goddess of retribution. And if you know anything about the Greek gods and goddesses, you can surmise when Nemesis retributed, ...

The boss of loss

In my column two weeks ago, I wrote about my God-given talent of losing everything either not stashed in my safety deposit box or pop-riveted to my dupa. So now let me present the latest episode of The Great Lost Dope Chronicles. It stars my iPad, which vanished in the time between when I ...

A heady subject

According to the English poet Alexander Pope, “A little learning is a dangerous thing.” But I’ll add a corollary, namely that a lot of learning can be even more dangerous. I know that doesn’t sound right, but bear with me, willya? A perfect example was a barfly who haunted the ...