before i go

some randomness before i pack up the computer and ship it back to the place from whence it came:

i'm a horrible blog friend. i realize i've not commented on any one's posts in weeks, but that doesn't mean i'm not reading them. i love you all. you rock my world, and please keep up the good work. i fear that my inability to check blogs and comment will only increase from here on out.

today is beautiful. i laid on my roof for nearly an hour before coming in to clean out my closet and put away all my winter clothes. just my luck, it will drop to negative 12 tonight and i'll be sorry.

speaking of cold, i'm headed to anchorage on sunday (after making a fantastic stop in seattle for preston and marie's wedding reception). apparently, however, it's not too cold there, so i won't need to unpack said winter clothes.

hummus is good.

kayaking on the charles is a splendid activity. i recommend doing it. i also recommend using the word "splendid".

i need a slurpee.

i need a car to get said slurpee.

maybe i'll ride the t into harvard square to get a slurpee.

ok. gotta go.

my life's mantra

"If everything seems under control, you're just not going fast enough." -- Mario Andretti

i love her

living deliberately

peggy would probably do this post more justice, but since she's on sabbatical, you'll have to put up with me.

let me just say that she and i took a lovely swim in walden pond today. first swim of the season, baby!

also, we met her new boyfriend harry, and she built them a pet pig named hubert (pictured below).

so there you go, about as boring a post as ever, but a monumental day of the year worth documenting.

especially for erin

i need to point out a few things:

a. shady mcshaderson. who is she? who knows.
b. software programmer in training. 35 years later, he still dresses the same.
c. erin's 'UGE glasses. she could probably lick them if she tried.
d. yes, not only is my hair crimped, there is also a random section pulled to the side.
e. 3 words: acid wash jeans.
f. tree growing out of concrete. amazing.

welcome to 1988.

only in boston...

can you go to opening night of the boston pops (with ben folds) and see a fistfight break out in the balcony.

black sheep

first day of kindergarten and senior year.
i'd say that my parents pretty much set me up to be different.