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Recurs Weekly

My Mondays, angsty and unpredictable, camoflauge themselves in calendars. On this day, the world’s weight amplifies. A sense of nervousness distills into strange sensations of irreplaceability and alienation.

Weekend memories cascade and fade in while the shower steams and crackles. The musty bedroom air seeps outdoors where I squint at obedient asphalt and shimmering tree limbs. Cambridge Public Works garrulously broadcasts warnings of street cleaning and tow trucks over loudspeaker.

The hypermediated morning pulses electric with cell phones, shower radios, laptops, and flatscreens that flash and glow “7:23” and “Inbox (4).” I cough and exit. The combustion engine awakens an hour after you do. The blinker indicates a dire need for a right turn.

Don’t let the banana peel touch the iPod. This uniform consists of black socks, sunglasses, and a water bottle. Forget one of these and it’s your first sigh of the day. Do you turn back and show up late? Pressing on, we steer with autopilot and switch our minds to cruise control.

Swirls and sudden pangs swoop from the sides and catch you unawares, challenging the footing you thought stable. An unconscious countdown to tomorrow commences. The day flies by and you forget what it felt like to be alive and breathing and thinking and experiencing the stress of eight hours ago.

Blown out of proportion and paid too much attention to, the Monday mood passes. Clear but muddled, present but receding, it burrows and cowers for another six days. Spines straight, we emerge facing the sunset and inhaling a landscape of faces. Mirroring our own inner spheres of rolling passion, a visage peeks around the corner.

Horizontal and decompressing, I exhale and condense. Visualizing a closed system of colored arrows, energy collects, dissipates, and infuses. A river carries away the tiny droplets and molecular sprays of toxins and waste.

Without Monday, the rest of the week wouldn’t be so much fun.

gimme a break

gimme a break

one guy picks the celtics to win??!?!?!?


haha it just says perkins

i'm getting a perkins jersey before thursday

Celtics Win! Celtics Win!

Celtics Win! Celtics Win!

Bostonalicious: The Drive Home

i got this cell from idiot comics (rob sergel)













Bostonalicious: The Drive Home

On the drive home the people in the left lane pass you on the left. Problem is, the people on the right pass you on the right.

I like looking at faces on the drive home. Who are all these people? Where did they come from and where are they going and where are they sleeping tonight? You can infer and extrapolate what you like from the make and model of their car, their driving style, and their seatbelted appearance.

In Massachuetts people wait for their chance to get angry. Road rage is ever-present, ready to emit at the sign of an aggressive driver or careless commuter. Parking, rush hour, and bumper to bumper traffic particularly incite emotions. Whatever frustration has built up at home, work, or the grocery store gets its chance to shine from the pulpit of the driver’s side window.

Pedestrians walking home from Whole Foods with their reusable bags enter the crosswalk in front of two lanes of weary drivers and proceed to shout back at the compacts that honk and bellow. I cheer on the pedestrians and the folks taking charge and taking offense. If nothing else, it’s entertaining after an hour on the highway.

Closer to home, walls of subway passengers spill from the T and clog the sidewalks and barricade intersections. Walk signals become white beacons of invitation and approval. Truck drivers and cab drivers plod through the sea of the homeward bound.

Most windows stay closed. I imagine everyone listening to boring talk radio or bad music on their iPods that they choose to connect via FM radio rather than a simple tape adapter. Here it’s still legal to gab on your phone, blast texts, and multi-task away from your desk.

Many roads carry these travelers – Route 2, 95, 495, and 9. The Mass. Pike and the Middlesex Turnpike. Commutes with traffic, reverse commutes, short commutes, long commutes. Telecommuters commute to the living room. Many commute across state lines. Cops and troopers wield radar guns and pull over with impunity.

If you make it home safe, be grateful you didn’t get into an accident, didn’t get ticketed for speeding, and didn’t get any bad news on your cellphone on the way home.

The drive home can take you from your parking garage to your two car garage, but it can’t take you much place else.

Ode to an Allston Apartment

Ode to an Allston Apartment

Somewhere past Boston University and in some stones throw/spitting distance from the green line, a dingy apt, preserved through the decades, still attracts hipsters, rockers, and rowdy students. We throw water balloons from the roof, the guys and girls on the other side of the parking lot listen to crappy music, but our music sucks too.

On the front porch a guy with giant curly hair sits in a chair listening to headphones. The buzzer works for the left door.

Inside 18A there’s a church pew in the living room. There’s a soft wall to wall carpet and all sorts of junk spread over the place. Discarded crap takes the place of seating. Doors go outside or into closets or a bathroom if you’re lucky.

A box of DVDs and VHS tapes squats in front of the tv, which turns out to be a nice flat screen. What movie do you wanna watch? The spanning coffee table still carries the weight of months of take out, couch hours, parties, and who knows how many other comings and goings of strangers, randoms, hoboes, and friends of friends.

It smells fresh and clean in the apt. Three floors, six people. Several of them are gone however, and there’s no telling when they’ll be back. The expansiveness of the house is of one dimension on the outside and another within.

If you walk barefoot on the floors your feet won’t be black. If you walk barefoot on the roof your feet and ankles will get blackened nasty. Beware the rusty nails, the edges, and spilling something on yourself. How does an armchair stay dry outside?

In the summer a fan may be your only solace. Fear the naked roommate face down in the morning. Windy leaves and tree things fall twirling in the air plopping into your drink or catching your hair. The charcoal from the grill smokes and smokes and permeates your T-shirt.

Sit back and let the girls talk. It’s easy when you don’t feel awkward and quiet and shy because others are doing the chatting for you. Feels like times past, when a futon and a lamp were enough.

If diet pepsi and gold bacardi isn’t your thing, there’s probably a pabst for you – oh wait that’s the last one, sorry. Nah, the stores aren’t open today.

By now we’re either tired, asleep, or taking off. The dim kitchen lights illuminate the cool walls and the new greenish blue paint. A photographic memory won’t capture what rests on the kitchen counters, nor the perplexing wall decorations and posters. On the way out, the chair is empty.

pretty rootsy

pretty rootsy

let's go boston!

let's go boston!

"50 Blocks Away"

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"50 Blocks Away"

this article is from June 24, 1874. incredible, so much still true

you can get this pdf here : THE COLLEGE REGATTA.; THE DARTMOUTH CREW.

"Dartmouth College is situated upon a plateau behind the east bank of the Connecticut River, and, though exceedingly picturesque in its surroundings, labors under the disadvantage of being up in a corner, and very hard to get at."

and the best part is that i found this just by googling dartmouth crew

“I’m not sure what you’re referring to, but it sounds exciting”

“I’m not sure what you’re referring to, but it sounds exciting”

gotta jet, later g

celtics are no bueno, gonna hang out with fizzle tmrw night, tgif, long weekend ahead

it took me a long time to get home last friday night when it was raining. how long is it going to take to get me home the friday night before memorial day weekend? only time(keeping) will tell

-splatman

takin' over

takin' over





no time for content, gotta run, tty when i return

goooo cellllltics

goooo cellllltics

great game, nights

going to sleep too late

going to sleep too late

blame boggle

jon lester threw a no hitter, so lil wayne put on a red sox hat

bye hunter and sylvia! smorton -- i'm gonna put up a link to your blog

i'll visit ya'll in maryland soon nuff

very fun green key, yay panarchists

very fun green key, yay panarchists

i love panarchy and green key and pong and backyards and tabard and alums and friends.

power outages, however...

this is a photo of nate senge, we went skydiving together

celtics rule!!@@!!@!@!@@@

headed up to green key with marquez

headed up to green key with marquez

hanover here we come!

cya!~

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when i start typing at home i feel like i should be wearing the smart gloves i wear at work

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early to bed, early to rise, then get on the highway. hasta manana

ps no me gusta celtics. quiero ipod con queso

any competition

any competition

really cool animations and ads here, including the cool black and white PS3 ones, superfad

some cool music places with some mix downloads Lowpro Lounge

The Flying Skulls

laurens near davis on bay state for the backyard bbq smoking firepit kegger. cops showed once, were creeping, but everyone moved inside and it didnt get busted. just hacked, crashed, got up early-style so that i can go to bed at 11pm tonight

11pm, 23:00 hours. twenty three hundred hours. its a good time, an early time, and 11 + 8 is 19 but it's also 7AM, which is when i should get up

went to faneuil today, fun as always, i like it down there but it gets supercrowded, parked in that garage, met up with rabbott, sidestepped the street performers and crushed wagamama. yasai katsu curry, raw juice, raw salad, couple gyoza. hmmmmm yum

walked through urban outfitters but i don't think they have stuff that's XXL and i certainly didnt find any mothers day presents inside.

couple doors down to crate and barrel, got mom some things, namely coasters, dish cloths, and a leather tray thing, bright colors, oh yeah and flowers. and the card too, so i'm 3 for 3. feeling pretty good about it

lovely day out today, good day for going in the field and hacking and throwing a bee and kicking the soccer ball. it's like the green out there

Drag Album Artwork Here. OK

lucky kat

lucky kat

i got these from Greg Pence: Graphic Novels and Cartoons. dartmouth animation guy

today just listened to how the mayans invented television and tons of dubstep, good times, some mexican food, pecan pie, celebration foods. lucky kat is a magic hat ipa

wmbr in cambridge is first on your fm dial. finally chatted with jonathan today, wmbr on dj on aim, which was cool. you can see how this is fun, sub bass

celtics are down big at the half, just turrible.

that's pretty

gggggg

gggggg

super tired, absolutely bonkers week, a rolling coaster for sure

went to this dartmouth thing tonight for a second, totally random, free scotch tasting at the harvard club by the glenlivet, didnt really drink or eat anything cause we got there too late, but did get a cool leather bowl thing that looks like the end of a football turned inside out

better than the 16 year if you ask me. also went to a basement pong game and came away with a tall wooden shelving thing that's now in my room. i put up some pink fliers on my wall but i'm not sure they work

finally lost the blogging every day streak. to be honest it feels weird not blogging every day! so i'll try to maintain.

weather is lame, i'd like it to be warm and sunny the next couple of days. but you can't always exact what you want

banshee beats

season starts

season starts

i got this photo from babayan's desktop

marcal and armen are here. im eating sunflower seeds that sometimes get stuck in your throat. i think the feed looks better on csn, but they think it looks better on espn. 852 vs 840

flurry of events and baffling goings on.

on a lighter note, sylvia is flying into boston next week and she and company are going to green key next weekend. id like to make it, even if just for a night

until last night, until last night

lovely weather, everyone goes outside and sits. the whole city goes out the door and sits.

played basketball on the court today and someone had fixed the 4th net, so now all 4 nets are good.

thereabouts

technology and information

across all the companies

yahoo and google and all the big guys too

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