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Annals of electioneering

Yes­ter­day was the may­oral and city coun­cil pri­mary in town– now, Boston’s had the same mayor for six­teen years. We do that– unless something’s hor­ri­bly bro­ken, we mud­dle along. Hell, I some­times think Ray Flynn would still be mayor if he hadn’t been gun­ning for that Vat­i­can Ambas­sador thing– though really, and not […]

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We are now those people

Sun­day night the Bet­ter Half and I went to the movies and real­ized that we are now those peo­ple we used to mock as we sat mak­ing out with our high school dates, snarfling pop­corn and candy like calo­ries were irrel­e­vant and oth­er­wise liv­ing ado­les­cent, ego-centric lives.  Not so now.
We got off the sub­way and came […]

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All it takes

Grumpy day.  Park­ing lot mis­un­der­stand­ings.  Vehi­cle keys bro­ken, a trek home to get one that worked.  Grumpy, weepy, mad at myself and the world.  For­tu­nately, the tow yard was near the T.  For­tu­nately, the hock for get­ting the car out wasn’t too high.  And for­tu­nately, I had exact change, because oth­er­wise I still would have […]

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There’s an inter­est­ing arti­cle in the New York Times about the effect of online book sales on small book­stores– espe­cially the effect of resales on authors and stores.
I admit that I have bought my fair share of new books from Ama­zon, or gone to a box store like Bor­ders or Barnes and Noble.  I don’t […]

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And then it rained frogs…

Oh my God!  Did you hear?!? It snowed today in the North­east!  It’s going to snow more tomor­row!  And maybe even on Sun­day!  We might even get fif­teen inches before the weekend’s over!  Which is just over a foot, by my cal­cu­la­tion, but NO, it’s like a BLIZZARD or some­thing.  (Let’s humor me and stick […]

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1.  You’re cranky when your flan­nel sheets aren’t as plush as they used to be.
2.  You’re torn between the spicy beef yaki soba, the hamachi and spicy tuna roll combo, or the tonkatsu for take­out for din­ner.
3.  You find your­self sneer­ing inter­nally at people’s ugly, cheap-looking shoes while you wait in line at the store.  (Oh, […]

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Sigh.
Out of state depo­si­tion.
Plaintiff’s attor­ney is fol­low­ing a script.
Twenty-five defense attor­neys on lap­tops or black­ber­ries,
pay­ing hardly any atten­tion, except
whoever’s on that hour to object.
We’ve all got our email addresses–
we just take turns email­ing that hour’s notes.
Bad headache–
I’ll need to buy Excedrin
at the Wal-Mart next door dur­ing lunch.
Scratch­ing pens,
weak cof­fee,
open ended plaintiff’s ques­tions
way too much re-direct […]

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Wish us luck

We do love us some Bishop Allen chez BLC. But with an 8 o’clock door and two bands play­ing before­hand? Well, I’ll be order­ing cof­fee, not beer, at the bar, espe­cially since I have to be two hours from here in another state by 10 am tomor­row, for a depo­si­tion in an asbestos […]

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The Union Label

I work in one of the parts of town that’s still tran­si­tion­ing from grotty to more mixed-use. All over town, condo-business-retails spaces are going up, and there is finally some move­ment over at North Sta­tion. So there are lots of con­struc­tion work­ers stand­ing around. One site is clearly union, and there are […]

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The weekend funny

Because every­one should have a lit­tle funny this week­end, includ­ing me, who had a stu­pid car acci­dent yes­ter­day– I’m fine but my car? Not so much, it’s off at the body shop for a new front bumper– a link to a very, very funny musical/comedy/drama stream­ing video up over at Hulu, Dr. Horrible’s Sing-Along […]

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