Around 1:30 am, heading down Harvard Street near Comm. Ave.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Boston blackout?
Darkness falls on Boston.
Around 1:30 am, heading down Harvard Street near Comm. Ave.
Around 1:30 am, heading down Harvard Street near Comm. Ave.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Some drivers are just stupid
I was at the light at the corner of VFW Parkway and Rte. 109 around 5:45pm today and noticed crime scene tape and a few police vehicles are blocking VFW Pkwy. South. (Anyone know why?)
Some idiots still kept trying to turn onto the closed portion of Rte. 1 South. What did they not understand about the police cars and the patient officer directing traffic? (Those of us going straight on Rte. 109 were supposed to follow the traffic light.) The officer saw that the idiots were totally screwing up the traffic pattern by their insistence that they HAD to get on Rte. 1 South, that he seemed to start directing them to a sort of waiting area near the cruisers. (I don't recall it being a very residential area, so I'm not sure if they were desperate to go to Stop n' Shop or what....)
{Note - The kind folks at Universal Hub later informed me that the blockade was due to a fire.}
Some idiots still kept trying to turn onto the closed portion of Rte. 1 South. What did they not understand about the police cars and the patient officer directing traffic? (Those of us going straight on Rte. 109 were supposed to follow the traffic light.) The officer saw that the idiots were totally screwing up the traffic pattern by their insistence that they HAD to get on Rte. 1 South, that he seemed to start directing them to a sort of waiting area near the cruisers. (I don't recall it being a very residential area, so I'm not sure if they were desperate to go to Stop n' Shop or what....)
{Note - The kind folks at Universal Hub later informed me that the blockade was due to a fire.}
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Sugar-scented commute
The scent of fresh baked goods lingered in the morning air as I drove down Centre Street in West Roxbury on Tuesday. What a nice way to start the usually droll drive to work.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Monday, March 10, 2008
Monday, March 03, 2008
Signs of spring
The people in the neon yellow shirts are (re)appearing at intersections...
spring must be just around the corner.
Friday, February 22, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
The saddest car on the VFW
This is Sad Car.
I've watched this poor thing deteriorate over the past 5 years or so.Back when I lived in RI, I'd drive past this rusty white car on my way up to Brookline to visit friends. When I moved to Boston 2 years ago, I was sort of surprised that it was still sitting there, rotting in the same driveway along VFW Parkway in
Every once in a while Carpool Buddy and I wonder aloud whether the neighbors complain about this eyesore and ponder how much it brings down their property values. I mean, would you want to live next door to Sad Car?
UPDATE:
I stand corrected. Sad Car lives in Roslindale.
The squeaky wheel that did not get the grease
No, that sound you hear isn't a train going by my car. It's coming from the truck and trailer in front of me. I was worried that something (a wheel? lug nut? random piece of metal?) was going to fly off that trailer and smack into my windshield.
Sorry for the bouncy camera, it was resting on the dashboard.
Sorry for the bouncy camera, it was resting on the dashboard.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Another Sunday night, another visit to the ER
Roommate2.0 sliced his finger open last night while trying to open a glass bottle with some sort of tool. So, after cleaning up the glass shards I took him and his bloody finger over to the Emergency Room at BIDMC. They fixed him up, but not before we realized that we can't try to escape fate.
We had high hopes of making it through this visit without having an ER neighbor with something bad happening below the belt.
We had high hopes of making it through this visit without having an ER neighbor with something bad happening below the belt.
Patient (who speaks very loudly): "Yeah... at first it was small, like a pea. Next thing I knew it swelled up. I thought I was growing a third testicle!"
Doctor announces she has to do a rectal exam. Gloves up.
Patient: "I've never had a rectal exam given by a female. Wait, there was one, a long time ago. She told me that since her fingers were a lot smaller than a guy's, I might enjoy it."
Doc: "Well, my fingers are smaller, but I can't guarantee that you're going to enjoy this."
Roommate2.0 and I tried really really really hard not to laugh out loud, which of course only makes you laugh harder. We could not look at each other for fear of hyena-like laughter erupting from our little curtained corner.
We also decided that it's time for BIDMC to come up with some sort of frequent flier program for those of us who are huge klutzes. Like ensuring me a good parking spot or something. But seriously, we're starting to think that some ER staffers recognize us.
(Note- This isn't meant to make light of those return patients who are drug seeking or being abused. That is terrible and those people deserve real help, not parking perks.)
Doctor announces she has to do a rectal exam. Gloves up.
Patient: "I've never had a rectal exam given by a female. Wait, there was one, a long time ago. She told me that since her fingers were a lot smaller than a guy's, I might enjoy it."
Doc: "Well, my fingers are smaller, but I can't guarantee that you're going to enjoy this."
Roommate2.0 and I tried really really really hard not to laugh out loud, which of course only makes you laugh harder. We could not look at each other for fear of hyena-like laughter erupting from our little curtained corner.
We also decided that it's time for BIDMC to come up with some sort of frequent flier program for those of us who are huge klutzes. Like ensuring me a good parking spot or something. But seriously, we're starting to think that some ER staffers recognize us.
(Note- This isn't meant to make light of those return patients who are drug seeking or being abused. That is terrible and those people deserve real help, not parking perks.)
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Sunday, January 20, 2008
The Obama-ites
Let me start this by saying that I have nothing against Barack Obama or his decision to run for president. But I do not like waking up to find leaflets slipped under my door, with more stacked downstairs by the mailboxes. I find them to be a waste of paper (and trees).
There's even a handwritten note on it:
"Sorry we missed you! Please contact us for any info!"
How the enthusiastic Obama-ites even got into my locked apartment building is a mystery. I know my neighbors aren't too fond of strangers wandering the halls. And if the (presumably) harmless Obama-ites can get in, who else can?
Random thought - would the environmentally sensitive Kuchinich crowd hand out leaflets that kill defenseless trees?
There's even a handwritten note on it:
"Sorry we missed you! Please contact us for any info!"
How the enthusiastic Obama-ites even got into my locked apartment building is a mystery. I know my neighbors aren't too fond of strangers wandering the halls. And if the (presumably) harmless Obama-ites can get in, who else can?
Random thought - would the environmentally sensitive Kuchinich crowd hand out leaflets that kill defenseless trees?
Monday, January 14, 2008
Sunday, January 13, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
Well, I'm definitely awake now
Sometime around 7:35am I stepped out of the shower and heard a horrible CRASH!!! followed by a dozen car alarms going off - I thought a tree had fallen in the parking lot. Then came the deluge. I had no idea it was even raining out. (Of course I'd been awake all of 7 minutes.)
I had to scramble around (in a towel, no less) and close all the windows that were open because my thermostat is on steroids. Roommate2.0 had already left for work, and I was running late, so you can imagine how frantic I was.
Rooommate2.0's window sill, wall, and dormant AC unit were soaking, so I was forced to shut the window and lay down a towel. My bedroom window had a small window fan in it (on HIGH, to help circulate cool air into the house), which was now dripping wet while still plugged in to the outlet. Electrocution is not cool, but I managed to shut it off and unplug it without zapping myself. Then I had to set on the edge of the bathtub to drip dry.
I made it (safely) to work in the 'burbs where a nearby parking lot had morphed into a little lake.
I had to scramble around (in a towel, no less) and close all the windows that were open because my thermostat is on steroids. Roommate2.0 had already left for work, and I was running late, so you can imagine how frantic I was.
Rooommate2.0's window sill, wall, and dormant AC unit were soaking, so I was forced to shut the window and lay down a towel. My bedroom window had a small window fan in it (on HIGH, to help circulate cool air into the house), which was now dripping wet while still plugged in to the outlet. Electrocution is not cool, but I managed to shut it off and unplug it without zapping myself. Then I had to set on the edge of the bathtub to drip dry.
I made it (safely) to work in the 'burbs where a nearby parking lot had morphed into a little lake.
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