Somewhat more than a year ago, a co-worker was leaving, and Rudy’s Cafe was proposed as the farewell lunch destination. I was way psyched, probably because the cod tacos sounded somewhat like the catfish tacos that Polly’s Cafe used to serve — one of my all-time favorites. We wound up going to Redbones instead. For […]
read “Rudy’s Can’t Fail (but my memory can)”An odd thing: the next time I turned my camera on after taking this photo, it also displayed a “no media” message (it had space for maybe 1 or 2 more exposures at the time). I thought it would be funny to juxtapose the two, so the next time I had another camera handy, I […]
read “no message”AHHH! Brain ’splodes!
read “prepositional phrase overload!”Somerville has been freshening up the bike lane markers. First they indicate where they should go:
Then they stencil the marker right on top:
Sometimes this makes it look like the iconic cyclist is wearing a cliché asian peasant hat
The narrow headed Somervillian riders make some of their skullish Cantabridgian counterparts look rather macabre in comparison:
Especially since […]
read “bike lane markers around town”In Davis Square
read “words to live by”On the same light pole that once featured Anna [heart] Andrew Bird.
read “banana hugs”. . .tow-truck!?
read “let him who is without sin cast the first…”I’d never heard of Patriots’ Day before moving to Massachusetts, so it’s sheer coincidence that on April 20th (which splits the difference between the actual commemorated date and the day of observance) I happened to ride my bike to Lexington.
I found another one of the fake signs I enjoy so much, like Oh, You and […]