Friday, February 26, 2010

fanny pack

Today, at citizen's bank, there was this guy in front of me. He was yucking it up with the people who worked there. The manager came into the lobby and joked with the guy, saying, "why are you still here? can't get enough of me?" They all laughed and pretended that he was gay. The teller woman then said that she isn't jealous, but that just isn't right. His pretend gayness was just disgusting.
And there i am, super gay, and super pissed, and i couldn't say anything.

on another note, the dyke band has decided on a name: The Northern Trend.

on another nother note, sometime in the next month or two we will be having a "let's get physical" weekend, where we spend the weekend in fanny packs and spandex, running around and laughing. you might find a beverage taped to your hand, or your back. you might find your fanny pack filled with water, or candy. you might find yourself in a weightlifting competition in public. anyone who desires to participate, please inquire.




Welcome to Life in NYC

Katy friend-ily reminded me the other day that because I moved to NYC in August of 2007 I will miss out on 'Beer-o-clock' with her.  I do miss Boston terribly since moving here...



Note the Sox hat under my hood and the 'Yankee's Win' advertisement on the wall behind me... and check out how dirty the subway station is... sorry I left, Boston... I love you.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Flann O'Brien's


Number one, Roxbury is awesome. Number two, Brigham Circle has the word "ham" in it. Number three, Flann's makes their very own delicious beer and sells it for a mere $2 a pint. That should be plenty to make this the best bar in all of Boston, but there's more. They have a pool table in the back, great burgers and fries, and a very casual atmosphere. Go there. The end.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

The Best Places To Go...

Welcome to a new installment on the blog.  We're calling it "Best Places To Go"!

The first profiled "Best Place To Go" is Canestaro.  Nestled in the heart of the Fenway hood this little gem serves up some of the best BBQ Chicken Pizza to ever touch my lips.  With an outdoor patio in the sun, you can sit and enjoy your food and drinks and hear the cheering from the game (since the park is just 2 blocks away).  I lived just across the street from this establishment for a year and had the great joy of watching the owner hose down the patio every morning before sitting down to a cappuccino and the paper in his Red Sox hat.  If you're in the Fenway neighborhood you should stop by "Canny's" and tell them I said hello!  16 Peterborough St. Boston, MA