Burglary in the 'burbs

Someone (or maybe several someones) broke into my workplace last night. Ironically, they chose to enter through the window which leads to an office with a door that is locked from the outside (well, really it's the hallway to be technical). Which basically left the master criminal(s) trapped in that particular room. (Which is probably for the better.)


A quick inventory of items that were taken:

• a framed photo of all the female employees taken at our holiday party two years ago
  
• a Rolodex
  
• a large poster of a Norwegian fjord
• a small poster of a castle
• a coffee cup full of pens
  
• a bottle of hand lotion

Items in plain sight that were not taken:

• an iMac
• a slightly older G4
• a printer
• a postage machine (it weighs mail and looks something like this)

From what I understand, the police said that they couldn't get any info from the fingerprints on the outside of the window. I'm no CSI, but even I saw a few partial prints. But I guess they're the professionals...

The smaller poster was later recovered on the other side of the parking lot. Late this afternoon someone from the company upstairs found the framed photo out back behind the building.

Wal-Mart really is a big box store

Found this giant wooden box near the personal care section of the Wal-Mart in Framingham.

Crash!

Just passed by a terrible car accident on Rte. 140 South near Wrentham Center (just before the courthouse).

I wondered why the cars ahead of me were moving at such a glacial pace.

Motorcycle versus small SUV (Rav 4? CRV?). I got there before the first responders. There was a small group of people who looked distraught (understandably so) and a kid in the backseat of the SUV. I wondered if anyone had called 911 yet.

As I drove by, following the glacial pace of the cars in front of me, I saw not just the mangled motorcycle (Honda? Suzuki? Definitely something small and Japanese…), I saw two legs. Then I saw a man in a sort of twisted version of the fetal position. His helmet was still on, visor either open or gone completely, and blood streaming down his arm onto his t-shirt and probably the pavement. Not moving. But not dead either. Eyes open, he seemed to be looking straight at me. Blue eyes, I think. Then he blinked. Then I heard the sirens and pulled over to let them by. Hope the guy is alright.

Alyssa's ark

This morning as I sat in my car in the parking lot, rain pouring down over the windshield, I began wishing for an ark to help me get across the parking lot and into my office. When the rain slowed (sort of), I got out of the car and headed towards the other set of doors, where the current running across that entrance proceeded to pull a band-aid off my foot.

If you look closely, you can even see some whitewater ( which consists of rapids and eddy lines caused by debris washed down the street and into our parking lot).

The water covered the bottom step of one entrance.

Cheap gas causes minor traffic jam

Gas was $3.97 at BJ's in Franklin. It caused a minor traffic jam, even overflowing into the main driveway at some points.

Dedham theater turns to dust

...in front of my eyes (and camera)

Rural Wrentham

This morning I saw a man riding right through Wrentham Center on a small John Deere tractor. Tractor* Guy wasn't going very fast, but seemed to be obeying traffic laws. Reminded me of The Straight Story (except that the the guy in Wrentham was much younger).


*If it wasn't a 'real' tractor, it was a seriously large riding mower.

Sweeping time

Whose bright idea was it to have the street sweepers out and about when people are trying to drive to work in the morning?

Mystery train

Saw this sitting on the commuter rail tracks near work. Wonder where it came from.

Fresh wounds

While driving back from work, I arrived on this gristly scene not long after the cops, EMTs, and paramedics. I took the picture while waiting for the authorities to decide whether to re-route the traffic that was quickly accumulating on this 2 lane road. I figured I was waiting because of some sort of accident, but didn't see any mangled cars. I did not expect to see what I did after being waved through the intersection.

Intersection of Village Street and Forest Road in Millis, MA.

Right behind the car with its door ajar, there was a mangled motorcycle and a pool of deep red, slick and shiny liquid. Fresh blood.

I don't know what became of the motorcyclist, but I hope that s/he survived.

UPDATE:
Sadly, I've since found out that the motorcyclist did not make it.