Monday, September 29, 2008
I rule!
Returned a Netflix movie today to the blue USPS box on the corner. This sticker was stuck on the inside of the handle panel (not sure what else to call that part that you pull open to drop your mail in.) There is was, where there's usually information about pick up times, or how many ounces you can mail without having your love letter examined by the USPS-po-po. But here's the thing; someone took the time to make this sticker that is a bizarre historical reminder, and thought "where should I put this lovely sticker I just made? I know! Inside a mailbox! That'll show 'em. That'll be a fantastic act of vandalism and guerrilla culture jamming! I rule!"
But really? Inside a mailbox? Lame. Try again guerrilla dude.
climate: overcast, low 60's
shoes: brown flips. should have gone with the rainboots, though.
ipod: T. Rex
Thursday, September 25, 2008
historical
Around here you can't throw a cigarette butt without hitting some historical thing or another. Perfect example, while waiting for a cab at the Holiday Inn in Somerville* I saw this tucked in their lovely gravel-and-bushes landscaping.
"Paul Revere on his famous ride, April 18, 1775, was intercepted near here by British officers and escaped."
Near here?? NEAR here? If its just near here, what's with the monument? How far is "near"? A mile radius? Two miles? Where exactly did this happen? Do we not know? Shouldn't the monument be right where it happened? And if we don't know where that is, do we really need the monument? Is this some kind of stunt for the hotel? Do they call this the "historical Holiday Inn?" Shouldn't there be some kind of oversight committee to monitor these things? People!! I need ANSWERS!!
*Don't ask why I was at the Somerville Holiday Inn this morning. Its not nearly as exciting of an explanation as I'm sure you're thinking, so its probably better if you just go on thinking whatever it is you're thinking.
climate: sunny, low 60's
shoes: black flips
ipod: black eyed peas
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
amazing
Monday, September 22, 2008
No bubblegum, no bus stops, no babysitting. Spikes okay.
Friday, September 19, 2008
free crap
Oh yes! Crappy cardboard boxes left out in the rain! For FREE!! I can't believe my luck because I was just thinking... I wish I had a crappy damp cardboard bo.... no, wait, I wasn't thinking that at all.
What is wrong with these people??
climate: sunny, mid 60's
shoes: snake skin flats (bet you didn't see that one coming!)
ipod: supertramp
Thursday, September 18, 2008
true love
Someone heart's DD so much they had to write it on a traffic barrel. And around here, there's only one thing DD can mean...
climate: sunny, low 70's
shoes: gray flips
ipod: grateful dead
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
I voted
Monday, September 15, 2008
vote tomorrow
State primaries are tomorrow. Don't forget to vote. You can find some general information here:
Who's running for what?
And information about a write in campaign to oust a scandalous rep here:
Cambridge Chronicle politics blog
climate: sunny, mid 80's
shoes: black flips
ipod: none- lots of flying and too much headphone action over the weekend
Thursday, September 11, 2008
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jacks...
Today's walk to work was uneventful, but yesterday's was more exciting. I had a tour of Fenway Park. Here's a picture from the comfortable seats of the green monster.
climate: sunny, high 60's
shoes: brown flats
ipod: none, but we did hear the saxophone player recording the national anthem for yesterday evening's game.
Monday, September 8, 2008
what a croc
One lone pink Croc, sitting on a brick pier. Very museum-esque, but be careful... I've heard these innocent looking plastic shoe abominations can actually kill. Then again, what can't these days?
climate: sunny, mid 70's
shoes: black flips
ipod: Outkast
Friday, September 5, 2008
sweet!
Thursday, September 4, 2008
leave the tree alone
Well I didn't know that dogs or trash could hurt a young tree. I can think of lots of things that would hurt a young tree; kids climbing on it, gypsy moths, deer, getting hit by a car, getting slimed a la You Can't Do That On Television. All these things could be potentially damaging to the influential health, safety, welfare, and developing sense of ethics of a young tree. But playing with a puppy, getting peed on, or hanging out with the wrong crowd of litterbugs? Not so bad, they'll grow out of it. Certainly not worth the sign. At least they said "please".
climate: sunny, high 70's
shoes: gray flips
ipod: wilco
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
...and we're back
Or rather, they're back. The students. I love to hate the students. They're always driving the wrong way on the one ways around here, and they're just... amusing. Case in point: True story of two entirely different student conversations I overheard on Mass Ave at lunch yesterday:
1.) "...so German beer does have alcohol in it, right?"
"Yeah, I'm pretty sure that it does."
2.) "...so if you have a tracheotomy, can you drink through that hole?"
"Yes! You could drink 2 beers at once!"
The only redeeming part about this time of year is that inevitably, one of them gets stuck under a bridge in their huge U Haul because, for whatever reason, they think that huge NO TRUCKS sign on Storrow or Memorial must not apply to them. After that, I'm counting the days until they vacate the premises again.
climate: sunny, low 70's
shoes: gray flips
ipod: Arrested Development
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