everyone's a hippie today in Boston
The Day is AWESOME in Boston today. It's 70 degrees and sunnin', real-life t-shirt and shorts weather at last, and none of that fucked up "it's 40 degrees and finally above freezing so I'm wearin' a tank-top" type of shit that happens in towns with five-month winters. It couldn't've happened at a better time, as today is my sched-flexing half-a-day, when I whisk outta here at noon to go do the radio nonsense. Normally I head straight to Allsto and eat some pancakes and buy some comics, but today I might pop off at the park and see what's happening at the common. I imagine what's happening will be Irish kids trying to sell me roasted peanuts, and besuited business dudes eating hot-dogs on park benches whilst homeless folk lay passed-out face-down on the grass not twenty feet away. And also a bountiful bonanza of sack-hackin'. Hair flowing in the breeze and flowers engulfing all o' creation and such shit. Spring's here finally, and that's about the only thing that can keep me away from my pancakes.