Someone at Boston.com clearly likes me. How else to explain that the site’s linking to my blog again — this time to my review of The Incredible Hulk, which I saw last night. (Last time I got a link from Boston.com, it was to my MGM Grand grand opening recap. Before that, it was a link to a post about my packing and moving process.) Whoever you are over there who keeps providing the links, thanks for the traffic. And to Ty and Wesley: don’t worry, your jobs are secure. For now, anyway. [Insert maniacal laugh here.]
Birthday Fiesta 2008 continued today with brunch at Z Square in Harvard Square and then a trip up to Kimball Farm in Westford for some mini golf and ice cream. I’ll say this much about the afternoon: We started out early so as to beat the crowds and the heat, but man oh man was it hot out there. Our ice cream sure did go down easy. And just in case you’re keeping track, unlike last time (and especially because of last night’s meal), I exercised restraint, choosing a frappe instead of a sundae. It was tasty just the same. Oh, and as for the golf, chalk it up to beginner’s luck, but Jeremy beat Nina and I — though in my own defense, I’ll say he only beat me by a couple strokes, and of the three of us, I was the only one to score a hole-in-one. So maybe I’m older and possibly wiser now, but I’m no better in the mini golf department than I was. S’alright. It could be worse.
I have mixed feelings about Hillary Clinton today. While I am a supporter of Barack Obama — and have become more so over the course of the primary season — I can’t help but sympathize with Hillary after her speech earlier this afternoon. Unfortunately, while our plights are completely different, I know what it’s like to deal with disappointment and decisions I don’t agree with, and how hard it is to suck it up for the greater good. I haven’t always done the right thing, and not only has it taken me a while to put the negative feelings behind me, but I’ve suffered additional setbacks due to how I dealt with the situation. Just like she sorta has. When Hillary said, “Every moment wasted looking back keeps us from moving forward,” it struck a real chord because it’s only been a couple weeks now since I learned to put a frustrating setback from six months ago behind me.
To be clear: I haven’t become a Hillary fan all of a sudden. I still think she’s calculating, and I didn’t always believe she meant everything she was saying today. All I’m saying is I identified with a lot of Hillary’s speech and I hope she exercises better judgement moving forward than I did. Hillary made a strong case about why it’s so important to support Barack Obama. I hope her support — her genuine support — will help his campaign over the next few months, and will help the Democrats take back the White House in November.
So believe it or not, my birthday seems to have snuck up on me this year. Not that I didn’t know it was coming or anything, but I just kind of let it arrive for a change, rather than hype it up and make it another Day of All Days. And that’s fine. It’s been an exciting last couple months with lots and lots of other good stuff to celebrate — buying a condo and becoming an uncle, for example — so I thought it’d be alright, for a change, to just kind of ease into my birthday this year, and not make too big of a deal about it.
Which, of course, does not mean that I won’t be doing my birthday up right. I mean, please. I’m still me. I don’t fear the birthday and I embrace more celebration. There’s a big dinner tonight, and tomorrow there’s brunch, followed by some miniature golf and ice cream, for example. And there’ll be some kind of daredevil activity at some point this summer, of course (I’m thinking whitewater rafting). Plus, the weather’s beautiful today, so that’s good too. All things considered, I think this is going to be a really nice birthday — and even more importantly, I predict good things in the year ahead. Happy 34th to me!
People from as far away as California have called and emailed and mentioned yesterday’s accident on the D line to me and told me they were worried that I may have been on the train, that I figured it was worth posting a quick message to say “I’m alright!” Where this accident happened was way out deep into Newton, and not really close to where I live. When I take the T, I take the B line (which has its own troubles) and on those days when I do take the D line, I get off at Reservoir, which is about five stops before Waban, around where the accident took place. Thanks, everyone, for your concern, but really, I’m fine.
Though my entertainment preferences might imply otherwise, I am neither gay nor female. Who cares. I still decided to take one for the team and see an advanced screening of Sex and the City.
I was never a huge fan of the show, but I’ve certainly seen my share of the episodes and have even referenced one right here on this very blog. And I guess I’ll admit that I was a little excited to see the movie. Why do I tell you all this? Well, I guess it’s so that you don’t hate me too much when I say the movie really didn’t do it for me.
If you’re a devoted Sexaholic, you’ll no doubt delight in the clothes, the men, the witticisms, and the sheer sight of Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte, and Miranda together again. For me, it wasn’t all that. Continue reading →
The first time you wear shorts and a tshirt in any given year is always an exciting occasion. So it was today, when the temperatures topped 80 degrees and there were blue skies as far as the eye could see. But those weren’t the only signs that the seasons have changed: I put my sweaters in storage and I actually went for a walk — around the perimeter of Boston College. I just couldn’t resist. The sun was shining, people all around me were in good moods, car tops were down, music was playing … summer was in the air. It’s the best time of year, when the cold finally passes us by and it’s clear sailing till October. This was a great weekend. Oh, how I wish it would last a few days longer.
Someone at Boston.com clearly likes me. How else to explain that the site’s linking to my blog again — this time to my review of The Incredible Hulk, which I saw last night. (Last time I got a link from Boston.com, it was to my MGM Grand grand opening recap. Before that, it was a link to a post about my packing and moving process.) Whoever you are over there who keeps providing the links, thanks for the traffic. And to Ty and Wesley: don’t worry, your jobs are secure. For now, anyway. [Insert maniacal laugh here.]
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