So yesterday I was caught on one of those ubiquitous redline trains that stop approximately 14 times between Central and Davis, running stop. stop. s-t-o-p. stop., until my heart felt like it would pound its way out of my chest and my breath kept catching and then it was run, run, run up the stairs and escalators and out into the night. This ( Read more... )

Dear John Adams, Abigail Adams, John Quincy Adams, Charles Adams, George Washington Adams, the entire Adams family, the Boston Public Library, Catherine O'Hara, Harry Shearer, Christopher Guest, Eugene Levy, the entire cast and crew of For Your Consideration, Helen Mirren, Timmy Bayliss, Frank Pembleton, Kay Howard, John Munch, Gee, Meldrick Lewis ( Read more... )

Today, I: ran for a bus, only to discover I didn't have the fare; didn't go into the Store 24 that is holding my T pass hostage (I was running late due to the whole bus fiasco); drank a 20 oz. bottle of water; didn't buy my regular morning coffee; listened to Dolly Parton's cover of Stairway to Heaven; didn't cry about this (though it was close, oh ( Read more... )

TRUE story: you can walk down any street in Boston, ask a 60 year old woman about the game, and not only will she know exactly what happened, but she'll also pull out her score card and take you through it play-by-play. i heart this city ( Read more... )

There's an "Old Fashioned Revival" tent on the Common. There's a Winnie the Pooh and an Elmo and children laughing and having their photographs taken (I didn't tear up, it was only hay fever) (There's a picture in my mother's house, of: my sisters, me, a guy in the worst Big Bird costume ever (felt, droopy beak, etc.). No one ever looks at it ( Read more... )

Things of note:

1. Today, Boston (or at least the area of Boston near my office) was under attack... from the past. Men and women in military garb, current and historical, marched down the street to the sound of trumpets and trombones. And then the gunfire.

2. tangleofthorns wrote a brilliant little CJ/Toby Post-Admin ficlet, which you should all read. ( Read more... )

The other night, I dreamed that it was Yuletide, and I'd requested Full House fic for some reason. Because it was Yuletide, what I got was this brilliant Jesse/Danny/Joey story that totally got into the dynamics and politics of threesomes and relationships and even love itself; it spanned from Joey and Danny's first kiss (in high school) through ( Read more... )