Two days of flying and two days in Boston: this trip was too quick on the ground and too long in the air.
However conflicted I was about living in Boston, I’m not conflicted by the food.
Whichever Stone You Lift: Memorials from Grove Street’s Jewish Cemetery has been extended two weeks! If you live in the Boston area, you now have until August 10th before it finally comes down.
Wow! A photo on the front and brief interview for Boston Globe’s Weekly Calendar. It’s a story on found photos.
What is happening in Massachusetts is important as, unlike what some of the homophobes and bigots would have people believe, including homosexuals in the rights of marriage is actually quite mundane and daily life in Massachusetts has not changed one bit.
When I lived in Boston, I whined a lot. I was homesick for my friends, seeing the mountains, breathing cool Seattle air, living our “Northwest lifestyle”. Like most things one misses, there is a bit of myth that clouds reality.
I underestimated how much work it would take to hang my art show in Boston. I underestimated nearly everything about it.
All the pictures are mounted, packed and shipped for next weekend’s opening in Brookline!
We’re on the road, heading south. Tonight, if we’re lucky, we’ll be camping in Delaware. The apartment is empty, to our friends we have said goodbye, and we’ve done what we can for tidy endings.
On January 23rd, we’ll be holding the first ever National Soup Swap Day! With a mix of real world and Internet pals, the evening is sure to be a great time!
“Hey, shut up! Who’s back there talkin’? Yo, buddy, take her home or somethin!” It took my mother less than 30 minutes to get kicked out of Boston for being friendly.
