one of the tax interns in new york sent two tax associates in boston each a box of tiny cupcakes today, to thank them for being so patient with her and teaching her EVERYTHING. the guys were a little surprised to get cupcakes but i think mostly surprised to have gotten anything. they shared. i may or may not have had three. look, they were tiny. i could eat more than one.
all the partners in the office have been at some firm leadership meeting all week, so it's VERY QUIET and i've been procrastinating like a mofo. i should probably be ashamed. i am not, altho i am kind of embarrassed.
i have opinions about christmas-related shit that comes out before thanksgiving and they are not nice ones, but there's an ad for best buy with a woman and a very long gift list asking a best buy employee for suggestions - she needs something for her daughter, her brother, her nephew, and... her very busy wife. i love it.
bonehemian rhapsody - by which i mean, bohemian rhapsody played on the trombone.
women disguised themselves as men and fought in the civil war too.
there's an outdoor curling rink at a swanky boston hotel. it's free, too. one of the guys from my curling club (well, now he's on the national curling team)
showed up to demonstrate to a reporter from boston.com how it's done.
a couple of artists
recreated norman rockwell's four freedoms to make them a bit more, er, diverse. (rockwell painted the four freedoms - freedom of speech, freedom of worship, freedom from want, freedom from fear - in 1943 and his nostalgic images of the us are, shall we say, fairly homogenous.)
the metropolitan museum of art
collaborated with a bunch of street dancers to demonstrate some fun things with the armor in their medieval gallery. the museum
made a short movie in the 20s to show what happens if, say, the suits of armor could leave their display cases and walk around.
do you like maps in your fantasy novels?
this book is probably for you. i know it's for me. :D
and last, rip, stan lee. one of the nice jewish boys who helped birth and build the american comic book industry. for better or worse, you'll always be the museum security guard from catws who was so fired to me.