Adventures with Dr. Lady Cutie Troublemaker

Aaron and I had so much fun last night. We had an early dinner at Bella Luna. YUM! I was so craving linguini and meatballs, and they totally delivered! 

Steve tipped us off on a JP neighborhood meeting at the Milky Way Lounge. It was a cool place, and we got to meet all of our groovy neighbors. Very fun crowd, and there’s apparently tons of community stuff going on: potlucks, caroling, book clubs, running clubs, etc. I liked it a lot and will definitely be watching to see what’s going on. We all had nametags with our first names and our street names, so I was approached by a woman who lives right across the side street and met another woman who owns a townhouse around the corner. Very cool people, and I hope I get to see them again.

Also got to meet Rivera again. He was actually our third "trick or treater" doorbell ring we got on Halloween. I told him that his politician costume was excellent (tee hee). He’s about 30 and originally from Puerto Rico. Steve says he’s for rent control, which is maybe not a good thing, but as a renter, I’m having a little trouble with that concept.

Milky Way Lounge was a cool place. It’s a bar and a candlepin bowling alley. We left as the live band karaoke began. My kind of place.

Oh, and apparently, Carol can be photographed:

 And here’s Steve marketing the bowling ball:

As always, there are more pictures on Flickr.

The View Out Our Window

What’s funny is that I noticed the free stereo on the sidewalk from the picture, not from reality. I don’t think I need it though. 

Adventures in Vlogging, Weather Watching, and a little Narcissism. Dad will appreciate this. I recall on vacation when he dragged me out to the beach to watch a hurricane go past. I didn’t get why it was fun then, and I don’t get why it’s fun now. I’ll take hot cocoa any day.

As you can see, the weather here yesterday was something else.

(From Universal Hub who got it from Steve.)

Lame Owls

Cool Owls 

On the way in to the Pumpkin Thing, we saw a nutty schizophrenic man who was acting as a sort of greeter. Well, HE thought he was a greeter. Mostly, he was ignored. We walked around, and as we were crossing over to the shops by Park Street Station, we heard what sounded like an explosion. We made a joke about how someone didn’t like the pumpkin. This morning at work, when people asked how my weekend was, I mentioned going to the thing at the Common. Turns out maybe out crazy friend was up to no good. The picture in the Herald sure looks like the guy we saw. Good timing for us, I guess. Luckily, no one was hurt.

In other news, it’s going to take a month to fix the mildew/flooding in my office, so we have to set up in the conference room for now. I hate this shit. I’ve had resource problems for over a year now. How about a regular office with a desk and a computer. How about that? Pretty please? 

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Update: Apparently, it wasn’t our man. Aaron says he thinks this guy looks younger than the nutty guy we saw. They sure look a lot alike, but I think Aaron may be right. Still, I think we heard the bang go down. Weird.