The weekend...and Monday
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chrishansenhomeWe had a very stress-free Saturday, mostly. We decided to go out and sit in the park, as the weather was so good. So, we collected two Subway sandwiches (a BMT and tuna, as it happened) and sat in the park and read and listened to our iPods, as well as watching the cute men walk by. Lots of very casually-clothed guys, as it was the first really nice day of the year.
After that, went to the White Cube at Mason's Yard to see the Gregory Crewdson photo exhibition. His photos remind me of stills from The Twilight Zone, except they're photographed someplace in Massachusetts (I couldn't tell where, exactly). Whoever wrote the exhibition notes was NOT from Massachusetts as he referred to "upstate" Massachusetts. There is no such place. Massachusetts has some areas: North Shore, South Shore, Boston, the Cape, the Berkshires, but no "upstate" unless they've added something since I lived there. Perhaps he was referring to New Hampshire?
Edit: I did a Google on one of the businesses shown in one of the photographs, and it's in Pittsfield, so the note should have said "Western" Massachusetts, or perhaps "The Berkshires"..
Then, we walked to Old Compton Street and had dinner at the old Pollo Restaurant, across the streed from Ed's. I can't remember what they call it now but it's some combination of pig and cock...HWMBO had cuttlefish risotto (black with ink...his mouth was starting to look very Goth by the time he was finished) and I had a calzone, which was absolutely huge. I didn't remember it being that big the last time we were there. I ate the middle but left the ends. I had an Italian beer (Messina, it's forgettable [could be its advertising slogan]) and when that was finished I asked for a Diet Coke, but she brought another beer. When I protested that I'd ordered a Diet Coke, she just said, "Really?" Then off to the Number 1 bus and home--they're grubbing up New Oxford Street so it's pretty well impassable, in case anyone is around there.
Sunday we had Pentecost at St. Matthew's, and the Rector decided to put everything but the kitchen sink into the liturgy. There was more there than there was at Easter. This is pretty annoying, really. It's as if the more stuff he puts in (there was an anointing, a kind of rededication liturgy at the end, and various other bits in the middle) the better the liturgy is. That's not what liturgy is about.
Lazed around in the afternoon until Mark Ch. called--we should meet at the gym as early as we could, so I trotted off there, had a good workout, then we walked back to the Elephant and had Chinese food at the Well with HWMBO before Mark went off up North.
Today is pretty nerve-wracking: HWMBO has to have a wisdom tooth extracted, and I have to accompany him as he'll be pretty heavily sedated and anesthetised. Hopefully it will go well but I foresee a couple of soft-boiled eggs in his dining future tonight. I shall bring the newspaper and a good book.
After that, went to the White Cube at Mason's Yard to see the Gregory Crewdson photo exhibition. His photos remind me of stills from The Twilight Zone, except they're photographed someplace in Massachusetts (I couldn't tell where, exactly). Whoever wrote the exhibition notes was NOT from Massachusetts as he referred to "upstate" Massachusetts. There is no such place. Massachusetts has some areas: North Shore, South Shore, Boston, the Cape, the Berkshires, but no "upstate" unless they've added something since I lived there. Perhaps he was referring to New Hampshire?
Edit: I did a Google on one of the businesses shown in one of the photographs, and it's in Pittsfield, so the note should have said "Western" Massachusetts, or perhaps "The Berkshires"..
Then, we walked to Old Compton Street and had dinner at the old Pollo Restaurant, across the streed from Ed's. I can't remember what they call it now but it's some combination of pig and cock...HWMBO had cuttlefish risotto (black with ink...his mouth was starting to look very Goth by the time he was finished) and I had a calzone, which was absolutely huge. I didn't remember it being that big the last time we were there. I ate the middle but left the ends. I had an Italian beer (Messina, it's forgettable [could be its advertising slogan]) and when that was finished I asked for a Diet Coke, but she brought another beer. When I protested that I'd ordered a Diet Coke, she just said, "Really?" Then off to the Number 1 bus and home--they're grubbing up New Oxford Street so it's pretty well impassable, in case anyone is around there.
Sunday we had Pentecost at St. Matthew's, and the Rector decided to put everything but the kitchen sink into the liturgy. There was more there than there was at Easter. This is pretty annoying, really. It's as if the more stuff he puts in (there was an anointing, a kind of rededication liturgy at the end, and various other bits in the middle) the better the liturgy is. That's not what liturgy is about.
Lazed around in the afternoon until Mark Ch. called--we should meet at the gym as early as we could, so I trotted off there, had a good workout, then we walked back to the Elephant and had Chinese food at the Well with HWMBO before Mark went off up North.
Today is pretty nerve-wracking: HWMBO has to have a wisdom tooth extracted, and I have to accompany him as he'll be pretty heavily sedated and anesthetised. Hopefully it will go well but I foresee a couple of soft-boiled eggs in his dining future tonight. I shall bring the newspaper and a good book.
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Date: 2008-05-12 01:12 pm (UTC):^) Probably was a New Yorker doing the copy. :^)
Seriously, the only time I've ever seen "upstate Massachusetts" in writing was in referring to Maine, when it was literally the upstate district of Massachusetts, until Maine statehood in 1820.
wisdom tooth extracted
Hope it went well. I know from wisdom tooth extraction, having had all four extracted at once. I had about 2 weeks of "chewing recovery" so if he's typical he can expect soft foods for a couple of days. (Unless he's good at chewing on one side of his mouth.)
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Date: 2008-05-12 03:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-13 02:51 am (UTC)I am now revealed as a person who comments without reading the other comments first.
I'm very glad to hear it :-)
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Date: 2008-05-12 09:35 pm (UTC)Didn't Maine used to be a part of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts officially?
it's in Pittsfield, so the note should have said "Western" Massachusetts, or perhaps "The Berkshires"
Or Podunk.
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Date: 2008-05-12 09:55 pm (UTC)Podunk is in Iowa.
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Date: 2008-05-13 02:49 am (UTC)