The hot days of August sometimes get Bostonist to thinking about cooler climes, which caused us to do a Google image search of Antartica this evening. (Well, actually, that's not true. Toddler Bostonist recently saw March of the Penguins and it was he who wanted to see pictures of Antartica.) We never would have guessed that in that distant land, we would find a welcoming little bit of Somerville. But pictures do not lie, and the McMurdo research station at the bottom of the world has exactly the same kind of decoration in its front yard that can be found in hundreds of front yards in Somerville: a generic Virgin Mary statue. We know this isn't new or newsworthy in the strictest sense, but damn it, we think it's cool.
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Bostonist has decried the tremendous ugliness and lack of utility of City Hall Plaza before, but for once, this Sunday, it served a worthwhile purpose: The World Cup's final match, between France and (hometown favorite) Italy was shown on a massive screen for thousands of people. We watched most of the game there, and can attest that the view of the screen was remarkably good from most everywhere (Toddler Bostonist, who accompanied us, insisted...
Call Bostonist crazy, but WTF?! The Boston City Council has taken up the cause of making parking lot operators refund money to Sox fans who park and then leave because of rain delays. Naturally, we can see the political capital in this move, what with the way that lot operators jack up prices when demand is high (stupid capitalism!), but will someone at City Hall start getting serious about encouraging fans to take the T...
Remember these guys? They were arrested last year after their story of finding antique coins and currency buried under a tree turned out to be a cover for stealing antique coins from some lady's attic. They're back in the news today, seeking dismissal of the charges against them, apparently on the theory that since the lady didn't know the stuff was on her property, it was "abandoned" for legal purposes and these guys could claim it. Allow Bostonist to call bullshit: Way back in 1874, the Supreme Judicial Court said that "the finder of lost goods, who, at the time of first taking them into his possession, has a felonious intent to appropriate them to his own use and to deprive the owner of them, and then knows or has reasonable means of knowing or ascertaining who is the owner, is guilty of larceny." So if you, find valuable coins in some lady's attic, do you have reasonable means of knowing who owns the coins? Um, yeah - you found them in someone's house! And even if you're not sure, it's probably more reasonable to ask the lady whose house it is than take the coins, make up a story about finding them somewhere else, and pose for dumb-looking pictures (above). We're glad their lawyer is working overtime to give these guys a fair shake, but seriously, abandoned items on someone else's property? If the plumber is in Bostonist's house and discovers a missing toy that Toddler Bostonist has left behind the toilet, can the plumber just claim the toy as his own? (Would he even want to?) We think not.
Well, Christmas is behind us (unless you are a serious twelve-days celebrator or from a country or culture that puts more emphasis on Kings Day (is that how you say it in English? Bostonist knows it as Día de Reyes from our days as BuenosAiresist)). (Also, if (like this Bostonist) you're not Christian, Christmas is, technically, behind you, but you don't care at all.) Now the portion of the year begins where cold weather progressively...
Ah, the reliable seasonal occurrences in our fair city: Snow; car accidents caused by snow; potholes caused (in part) by snow; parking disputes caused by snow; weather reports predicting fantastic, super-duper, cripple-the-region-and-rock-your-world snow, and, inevitably, the failure of said snow actually to materialize. How disappointed was Bostonist? Very disappointed. Imagine the scene: At 6:15 (15 minutes before our alarm is set to go off), we hear the clarion call of Toddler Bostonist, a firm believer in early-to-bed-early-to-rise. Usually, a pre-alarm wake-up is the occasion for some grumbling on our part, or at the very least a moment of looking longingly at the clock as we savor the last soft touch of our pillow. But today, we thought, "Snow! When we emerge from our darkened bedroom and go through the kitchen to Toddler Bostonist's room, we will look out the back window and see Somerville blanketed in pure, white, early-morning snowy glory!" And so we dashed from bed and up to the window only to see . . . the remains of the weekend's dusting and a bruised-looking gray sky with no white stuff falling from it. As the kids say, WTF? On the radio later, we heard a very apologetic fellow from the National Weather Service explain that the storm unexpectedly sucked dry air from northern New England and evaporated the snow before it hit the ground. Whatever. We think the recently fired Todd Gross is probably to blame.
In other parts of the world, stampedes are pretty much reserved for passion-inspiring subjects like soccer and religious pilgrimages. In this country, we stampede for post-Thanksgiving bargains. Bostonist doesn’t know who fares better in that comparison (being not especially enamored of soccer, religion, or shopping), but we generally start to feel a little disgusted as the holiest day in the retail calendar approaches. This year was no exception, and we swore on Thursday night that...
This Labor Day weekend, Bostonist thought it would be fun to go somewhere where Monday wasn't a holiday. Foolishly, we picked Canada, not realizing that, in fact, they have Labor Day too (although they call it Labour Day). Actually, Sister-in-law Bostonist was starting college in Montreal and we thought it would be fun to have a weekend away and see her off. Notwithstanding some last-minute complications (Mother-in-law Bostonist had the idea that she, too, would see Sister-in-law Bostonist off to college, and elected to stay for the duration of our trip, periodically calling to guilt-trip us for not spending more time with her), it was a lovely trip, and we strongly recommend Montreal for Bostonians who crave a little cosmopolitan foreignness without all that pesky flying-over-big-oceans.
Out for a leisurely stroll today with Toddler Bostonist, we couldn't help but notice an unusual preponderance around town of cars bedecked in the flags and colors of various Carribbean nations. We saw two Haitis, one Jamaica, one Panama, and one Trinidad and Tobago, all highly polished and looking ready for a party. For a while, we kept asking ourselves, what's up with these cars? Then we walked by City Hall Plaza, where a...
This week finds (this) Bostonist on Cape Cod, trying to soak up a little sun while keeping Baby Bostonist (who is fast becoming Toddler Bostonist) from catching a wicked burn or wandering into the ocean. It is a lovely place, especially if, like us, one has the good fortune to have relatives with a house here. However, we would not recommend to anyone not already here that they attempt the trip this week or...
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