Tuesday, July 5, 2011
A Children's Story
Here the monster comes again. It is a big-green-mean-ugly-hairy thing. It growls, and it snarls, and it spits, and it sneers. It eats your pop-tarts, snaps your guitar strings, rips your favorite shirts, and leaves the milk out. It's hard to do anything with this unwanted house guest. He comes and leaves when he wants to. Mom can't see him. Dad doesn't believe in him. My brothers and sisters are busy playing baseball. I've tried leaving a trail of breadcrumbs to the door, and he still won't leave. I tried calling my favorite friend, but she didn't answer. I tried riding my bike far away to a park, but he was there, sunbathing. I tried sneaking in and sipping my dad's whisky, but sadly, he didn't leave. He just got bigger and angrier. "Go Away!" I say to him but he just laughs and laughs.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
New Haven, CT
Monday, June 27, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Bruins Madness














I feel really bad for the cops that drew the short straws and had to do the Allston beat last night after the Bruins won. The Boston Police obviously sent the JV squad- it was a bunch of lady cops and pudgy old guys. Probably the least intimidating police force ever assembled. They had wooden batons, not even given full riot gear. There was that one cop on top of Blanchard's in photo 13 just taking a cell phone video of the whole thing- amateur hour. What the hell are you going to do on top of a roof with a baton? Throw it if the crowd gets too crazy?
I guess nothing serious happened, the most they had to do was explain "Ma'am please put your tit away."
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
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