I seem to be a magnet for road closures these days. Mike spent the last hour of his driving shift parked in a traffic backup and now I have inherited it. Mike has gone to bed and I am currently sitting in the passenger seat enjoying the warmth of the computer across my legs as I type. When I travel to the northeast, major truckstops, and therefore WiFi connections I can utilize, become scarce. So I figured I would begin a running hodge-podge of thoughts and occurences and make one, nasty hyper-post whenver an internet connection makes itself available to me. If it gets too long, I s'pose I'll cut it. So let's begin by travelling back in time to Saturday night... (enter sound of harps and wavy visual distortion).
After the ballgame Saturday I did some some sorely needed Christmas shopping in the late afternoon then managed to finally meet up with
Incidentally, Coffee Times on Regency Road has an awesome drink called the Log Cabin Latte made with maple syrup. Mmmmmmmmm. It got me thinking that a coffee drink made with sorghum molasses would be mighty tasty. Someone needs to offer that.
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I hope to be afforded the opportunity to visit with
During the course of our conversation,
Location: leaving Whitman, MA on the "T", 6pm, Monday
We didn't get to Boston until noon. It took us nearly 24 hours to get from eastern Indiana to Boston. It was quite a night of driving; closed roads, icy mountains, snow packed freeways. I saw the 70 car pileip in western Pennsylvania that was all over the news; it was a mess. I managed to get a couple of hours sleep this morning while Mike finished up the drive so I'm on the train as I type this to meet up with
Location: South Station, Boston, Mass (oooh twooo oooonnne threeee fooooour! send it to Zoom!)
Upon arriving at the train stop near
No shit. Coming down the sidewalk was this tiny woman with a big, black Lab. I had seen photos of Buddy and had read the tales of his girth and his successful weight loss program, so I knew he was a large animal. But I think it was the perspective along side his owner that made him seem so much bigger. I would like to take a moment and add, that, throughout the rest of this entry, I will take extra care to mark certain particulars of my visit that those of you who are card-carrying members of the Cult of
On the walk back to her house, we decided food would be good so we stopped long enough for Buddy to be put away in her room. While awaiting her return from upstairs, I admired the Lionel Ritchie Shrine (MM2) in the front foyer. It is rather impressive to behold in person, I must say. With Buddy secured, she led me to a nice Vietnamese place where I had...
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Man, I mean I knew it was going to be a whole, pan fried fish when I ordered it, but I had no idea it was going to be that big. It was quite a sight when the plate was brought out.
She and I proceeded to spend the next couple of hours chatting about this and that....
...and this is where I want to let you all know that I was not disappointed in the least;

We walked back to her house after dinner and, since some of the dreaded roommates (MM3) had returned, I was invited to her room where I got to give Buddy a treat! He never warmed up to me as much as I had hoped, but he did lick my face! Of course he also growled at me, too, but that's ok. I was on his turf and he hardly knows me. I also got to meet Stephen Hawking (MM4) and there were Blood Donation posters (MM5) hanging on the walls. As a first visit, there wasn't a whole lot of time to be spent and I didn't want to be a total geek about seeing first-hand all of the world of
She and Buddy walked me to the train stop where we parted for the night. She reminded me that I now would get to be on her List of People To Kill (MM6). I'll be anxiously awaiting my number on the list.