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when people wore adidas and lived life slow

Six weeks of piled snow have given Davis Square ramparts, like a besieged colonial fort. Crossing Elm Street on Saturday with my weekly Spike’s order, I fell in line behind a woman with two leashed dachshunds. She prompted them through the narrow footpath between two mounds of gray snow, dragging a rolling suitcase behind her. [...]

now don’t drown in your tears, babe

The apartment complex posted several notes reminding us that they’d be resurfacing the parking lot this Wednesday, and that our cars had to be out by 7am. So on Tuesday night, I parked on the street a block from my apartment. Wednesday evening, coming home from work, I stopped by the spot where I’d left [...]

let’s make a fast plan and watch it burn to the ground

Figuring that I’d probably get soaked if I walked to the train during the torrential storm this past Saturday, I decided to drive to Central Square instead. I got soaked on the walk to the car and brought in a quarter-cup of water with me just getting the door open. The rain pounded my car [...]

I know I won’t be leaving here with you

I drove up to New Hampshire this past weekend for a bachelor party at Indian Head Resort. At first I thought the name was just morbid (“it’s just past Settler’s Corpse; if you hit Gangrenous Amputation, you’ve gone too far”) but then I realized what it meant. Oh. Now that the Old Man of the [...]

’cause the free wind is blowing through your hair

I feel self-conscious about driving an Audi because I do it so rarely. Here’s a German-engineered sedan, an affordable machine with all-wheel drive meant to cruise European straightaways, and I drive it exactly three times a week to jiu-jitsu. Boston and its surrounding cities (Brookline, Cambridge, Somerville) discourage car ownership, to the point of ticketing [...]

I give a little to you, I give a little to him, I give a little to her

I had two encounters with comical anger on Saturday: Item the First: chauffeuring Liz B. around on Saturday, I thought I’d lucked into a parking lot on the far end of Newbury St near the public gardens. I saw a car pulling out of a spot and swerved across an open lane to take it. [...]

and if the law don't get her then I will

To get a car registered in Massachusetts, you will need to do the following: Acquire auto insurance. This isn’t hard; you can do this online. But I should caution that it’s not quite as easy as buying a book on Amazon. Every insurance company wants to give you a quote if you enter a few [...]

streets like a jungle, so call the police

Avoiding All Work, ‘Cause There’s None Available My new office looks down on the ceiling of a nearby parking garage. Every afternoon, between 2:30 and 3:00, a woman drives her SUV up to the top level. She lets out a small dog and then begins idling her vehicle in a slow circle around the roof. [...]

walk like a pimp, think like a macintosh

You’re A Very Nosy Fellow, Kitty Cat These three things are true: (1) Roman Polanski deserves to go to jail for raping a thirteen-year-old girl – not merely statutory rape, but coerced, drug-induced sex with a thirteen-year-old. The years he spent outside of the United States do not count as “time served” for his crime, [...]

april, come she will

I forgot my camera battery when going to Mia and Bob’s wedding in Dublin, NH this Saturday. So now I have to weblog about it to remember it at all. It’s not my fault. Rachel V. and Steve were kind enough to give me a ride up. We listened to Steve’s XM radio and Rachel’s [...]

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