I'm not often clairvoyant, but it happened to me again on the morning of Captain "Sully's" historic flight in Jan 2009.
It was 5am and snowing very hard. Had just left the house to drive to Newark Airport for a flight to Detroit. Drove 1/2 mile and pulled into the parking lot of NY Waterways Ferry (the same ferry company that rescued Sully's plane about 6 hours later).
I sat there for a few minutes considering if I should take a later flight. My headlights were pointing out into the blackness over the river. The only thing I could see was snow flying sideways. I thought to myself "Damn, I would hate to be in a plane that had to ditch into that cold-assed river TODAY!"
So, i drove home and went back to bed for a few hours and took a later flight. When I left the 2nd time the sun had risen and the sky was clear.
Flew to Detroit without a hitch. When we landed and were taxiing to the gate, the guy across the aisle was checking Twitter and said "a plane just landed in the Hudson River."
It was in the exact location my headlights had pointed to a few hours earlier and where I had my premonition.
I still have no idea what it means.
"Leventi" (Λευεντι) in Greek means "handsome one".
In 1975-76, while I was in 8th Grade at the St. Spyridon Greek Parochial School in Washington Heights (NYC), the John Travolta disco look was in full swing and very popular among boner-stricken, 13-year-old, Greek males in search of hormonal success with the young ladies at our school socials.
In these situations, "manga" was a term we used a lot to complement each other at social events, but often in a mocking way. It's like calling the guy "Disco King" or "Mr. Saturday Night Fever" as a way of reckognizing the effort he put in to looking suave. The recipient is expected to be able to tell the difference--or simply interpret it the way they want. In either case, it is always given in good humor.
"Palikari" (Παλικαρι) is a word that is not easiily translated. It is probably the finest complement you could pay to a man. It has its roots in a word once used to describe the best of soldiers. So, it imbues: honorable, forthright, chivalrous, gentlemanly, manly, courageous, steadfast. Over time it has also been expanded to include a somewhat humourous meaning when directed at a youth:
(n) lad, ruffian, trouble-maker, roisterer, squirt, prankster.
(adj) loveable, impish, precious, devious, errant, wandering.
After the past week's comments by victims of Hurricane Trump, I've come to realize that...
Some people's brains are mushier than it would get if you were eating a cotton-candy-flavored Dairy Queen® soft-serve ice cream sundae, under a puree of slightly over-ripe and super-sweet Chiquita® bananas, blanketed with tiny little Kraft® Jet-Puffed® miniature marshmallows, while lying in a warm bed, under a fluffy down comforter, wrapped in a My Little Pony®-themed Snuggie® at 11am on a school-day, watching a Teletubbies® marathon on Disney Jr.®
You know that feeling, right?
Back in 2010, I recall watching the NFL Network's countdown of the Top 100 greatest players of all time. The most memorable of these segments for me was that of Barry Sanders, presented by jazz musician Wynton Marsalis whose commentary was metaphoric heaven.
Marsalis compared Sanders to a virtuoso jazz musician, calling him "the ultimate improvisor", a metaphysical genius who could perform 'in the moment' without thinking in that same moment. Listening to the eloquent commentary itself was equally metaphysical for the viewer. I don't think I'd ever experienced that before, or since.
Barry Sanders said of himself: "I tried to perfect the skill of trying to make people miss".
This was the essence of Sanders' greatness: Feints, fakes, deceptions, stutter-steps, reversals, spins....all of them were instantaneous moments of perfection buried deep within his subconscious repertoire. His arsenal of jazz notes.
The video is only 5 minutes. I promise... it is worth it.
Dimitrios "James" Megris Psaltos, circa 1950
Age: 19 or 20
Served in the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers
During Korean Conflict
Stationed in Germany (Mannheim, I think) and France (outside of Paris).
Thank you for your service, Dad.
Love you and Miss you.
OMG! Talk about "combat readiness"!
“Be polite, be professional, but have a plan to kill everybody you meet.” — One of retired Gen. James Mattis' rules to live by.
This is what happens when you taunt a champion, dare him to win and ridicule his family and supporters.
Congratulations President Trump.
To #DavidKaufman of the NY POST.
Terrific appearance on Fox News this today.
Your analysis of why people voted for Trump was refreshingly honest and sympathetic.
You heard our voices and spoke for us.
You validated our frustrations.
We were not motivated by racism-and you determined this as a fact.
We definitely felt left behind.
But this pain was exacerbated by the hordes who told us to shut up, called us racists and piled on more humiliation.
You delivered your findings unapologetically, confidently, reasonably and sympathetically.