For chrissake...could I have been hiding under a rock for any longer?
Dang, My eyes are hurting for the sunlight streaming in.

New job, new home, new air purifiers, new computer (second hand from my sis).
Things are so different than they used to be and I don't think that is bad. It requires some adjustment but it sure isn't bad.

Well, where to begin , I couldn't even say.
I saw Wilco on Friday. I thought it was great. The music sounded just great.
The crowd was the oddest mixture of super yougins and relatively older peeps. Wilco draws a pretty white crowd which makes sense somehow but it seemed quite apparent that there were all white people at the show.

My new job is so incredibly diverse --being a hospital in the center of the city and all -- that I am now shocked to see so many alabaster faces in one space.

Other than that...I hate the Green Line. It's just the worst subway line in Boston.
I really quite detest it. For someone only 5 feet 2 inches there is no safe place for to stand.I either have to stand on tippy toe or hold the railing meant for 5 year-old little little people. I feel so out of sorts when I am on a Green Line train.

Fasinating information, no?
Why yes, yes it is fascinating.

Go Sox.
By the way, why did they stop the indians/twins game in the 11th inning ? I know they had to convert the dome but couldn't they have waited just a little longer? That just seems so bizarre.

Over and out.
tAlk to you soon.


- posted by Polly @ 4:46 PM |