Monday, October 27, 2003

Something tells me The Mollusk is behind the Bank of America/Fleet Bank Merger.

Whenever there's a buyout like that one, you can expect to find an invertebrate nearby. Especially one as cunning and cut throat in M&A as The Mollusk.

Beware giant corporations everywhere, beware.

This is a rabbit.

If i were the BusBlog I'd say "Caption this Please" but instead, I'll just say...

See more fluffy rabbits here

Wednesday, October 22, 2003

Tony the Cubs fan, Divine Ms. J, QuickSilver the Red Sox Fans...

This segment from NPR is for you.

We can all still dream.

Tuesday, October 21, 2003

MR. BRADDOCK: What is it, Ben?

BEN: I'm just -

MR. BRADDOCK: - worried?

BEN: Well -

MR. BRADDOCK: (sighs) About what?

BEN: I guess - about my future.

MR. BRADDOCK: What about it?

BEN: I don't know. I want it to be -

MR. BRADDOCK: To be what?

BEN: (quietly) Different.

Sometimes, we all feel like Ben Braddock.

Friday, October 17, 2003

Guten Tag und Auf Wiedersehen.

I have a few European friends, mostly German, who used to be Au Pairs in Connecticut when I lived there. They have long since left the U.S., though we still keep in touch every once in a while. So when one of them wrote to me and asked if there was a possibility she and her friend (no one I knew) could spend a night in Boston to do some sight seeing, I of course said yes.

They arrived on Wednesday around 4:00 and with traffic we got back to my apartment at 4:30 put their stuff down and headed back out the door. We, of course, hit Quincy Market/Fanieul Hall, long wharf, took a stroll through Boston common, the public gardens, up Newbury Street over to Boylston, until it was finally too dark to really 'see' anything so we stopped for coffee at Starbucks, quite a treat for them. They love Starbucks, I mean LOVE it. They have a limited English vocabulary so with every sip I heard an "oh wow" "oh wow" "oh wow" "oh wow" "oh wow." It seemed a little intense for coffee...so I asked "Do you have Starbucks in Germany?" "Only in the big Cities like Berlin and Frankfurt, not where we live." Huh. Imagine that -- a city -- almost an entire country -- without Starbucks. Incredible.

Over dinner, I tried to explain how Baseball is played, without a TV and using only a cocktail napkin and a fine point pen. Words like "Inning" and "Strike" had no inherent meaning to them so when I tried to explain what each meant, they stared at me with blank faces. They had trouble understanding that a "ball" wasn't only the round object you throw around the field. As if that wasn't hard enough, I tried to explain the playoffs, and world series, which they sort of understood, but then they asked if there were any German baseball teams. I told them I didn't think so, only Canadian. "Then vhy is it the verld series?" I didn't have an answer.

They left Thursday afternoon, after visiting Harvard in the morning. They made me promise to come to Germany, which I did, and left me with a bottle of German red wine and some German chocolates, as a thank you gift.

However, the greatest thank you from their visit came from the police in the neighborhood, who gave me a $15 parking ticket for leaving my car parked on the street, after giving up my parking spot to my international visitors, for more than two hours (two hours and fifteen minutes, to be exact), which I promptly paid.

Wednesday, October 15, 2003

Hey folks,

I am back from the great wedding in the keys (no rain!) and although I'm a bit sunburned, I'm okay. I've become very busy...I have out-of-country guests staying with me tonight, so I need to play tour guide (or as Quicksilver would prefer, I'll "wear my tour guide hat") for some sightseeing in Boston. Then I'm off to another wedding on Saturday, but I'll post before then.

Be back soon.

Until then, fill in the blanks.

I'll never _____ _____ with _____.

Thursday, October 09, 2003

There won't be any new posts until Monday or Tuesday. I'm off on the first leg of my trip to Florida (the wedding in the keys). They're saying thunderstorms on Sunday. Uh oh. It should still be fun.

Until next week...

fill in the blanks....

I wish I could ______ a _______ for myself.

Wednesday, October 08, 2003

What a day. Sometimes pictures are worth more than a thousand words. Sometimes a picture (or painting) can capture exactly how you're feeling. The painting below is "The Death of Marat" by Jacques Louis-David, and for some reason, I thought of it immediately as a depiction of my mood.

Jaques-Louis David was a close friend of Jean-Paul Marat, the man in the tub. Marat was a leader in the French Revolution, an editor of a revolution newspaper, hence the writings in his hand. Because of a disfiguring skin disorder, he would soak for hours in a tub, while working. Charlotte Corday, a royalist, managed to gain entry to his home and Marat agreed to greet her. She stabbed him and fled. He died, soaking in his tub, pen in hand. For a better explanation, see this page.

I guess I'm thankful I didn't have to post this one. If I had, I would have certainly been Holofernes, losing my head, not Judith or the maidservant. Though I have felt like the maidservant on occasion and once, just once, I felt like Judith. The Savior.

What a day. Among other things, we found out a close friend of my father's was killed and eaten by a bear. Though I didn't know him personally, I certainly heard enough about him and saw enough of his work to make me feel like I knew him. It's quite a day when you find out something like that.

There's a whole lot more that happened today, but I'm sworn to keep it off the blog, lest it incriminate me...

So long.

More art history tomorrow. Then I'm off to the wedding in the Keys.

I had written a post about how I'm feeling right now, the elections, yada yada yada, but it wasn't very good, so I decided to recall it and elect a new post instead.

So here I am, the muscle bound, sexually harassing new post of BitterTree.

I'm feeling very little passion and much, too much frustration lately. I'm feeling somewhat out of control, too many things are happening, too many dates, deadlines and people. Yet, at the same time, I'm feeling calm. Relaxed. Blissfully in denial. I'm thinking of taking some excellent advice and getting myself some cookie dough.

Reminds me of a line from a favorite movie of mine...
"There's an old joke. Uh, two elderly women are at a Catskills mountain resort, and one of 'em says, 'Boy, the food at this place is really terrible.' The other one says, 'Yeah, I know, and such small portions.' Well, that's essentially how I feel about life. Full of loneliness and misery and suffering and unhappiness, and it's all over much too quickly."

Ain't that the truth.

Anyone been inspired by anything lately? anything they'd like to pass on?

Tuesday, October 07, 2003

Right, Right. Enough with Politics for now. That is...until tonight when the votes are counted and we see, yet again, that conspiracies actually work.

I realize it's old news, but I just have to ask...What did the neighbors think of the Tiger and Alligator found in the Harlem apartment? I can understand if you could...maybe...hide the alligator, they're pretty quiet, but surely they could hear a tiger ROAR, no?

I had a friend who lived next to an apartment where a lonely 40-something woman lived and would invite her Church friends over to sing Hymns...He KNEW she lived there. There was no escaping that.

Or maybe, just MAYBE, the neighbors did hear the tiger but said "oh, so what? at least he doesn't throw loud parties like the last guy who lived there?"

Monday, October 06, 2003

Ken Lay says: "Arnold, can you help me get rid of Governor Davis?"

Arnold says: "I'm your man"

Mike Milken says: "I should be at the meeting, too. My shady dealing days aren't over yet!"

One more before the election
This has got to be the greatest recall scandal story that will never be read/covered by the news media.


Thanks to the mollusk for the link.

PS - Mollusk, don't forget to vote tomorrow.

Okay, enough politics for now.

First, I have to say, I'm not a huge sports fan, but I do, and always have liked baseball. Maybe it's because I used to play in Little League as a kid, or maybe it's because I loved the '86 Mets (sorry Sox fans...), regardless, I like baseball. Maybe it's just because I've been paying more attention to it than I have in the last few years, but folks, this post season has been more exciting than any I can remember (save, the '86 Mets). I'm hooked. I want to see the Sox win it this year. Though, if they don't make it as the American League champs, then I want to see it go to the Cubs.

Enough about sports for now. More interesting things to come.

Thursday, October 02, 2003

The icing on a very unappetizing cake.
Arnold admitted admiration for a very bad man.

For the real Geek


So the way to lead in the polls in the California recall election is to sexually harass women, smoke pot on film and use steroids. Certainly nothing says "I'm an environmentalist" like driving a hummer. I think we all know the good folks in California don't really care about the environment, right?

Remind me why you'd want a Governor who refuses a debate unless he can see the questions first. Oh, right...nothing unexpected ever happens in California. It's not like it sits on a fault line.

Is that hypocrisy in your pocket, or are you just happy to vote republican?

Wednesday, October 01, 2003

I'm getting lazy here.

All the time my mind is thinking of things to post. All the time. A couple of times I've started writing something, become frustrated and closed it out, without posting. Now my blog looks stale.

It finally happened today. I had to wear long sleeves outside. The heat is on in my building. Folks, it's fall. And Old Man Winter is quickly, perhaps dumbly stumbling, on the heels of Lady Autumn. It had been a busy summer and just because it's fall, it doesn't look like it's going to slow down anytime soon.

This past weekend I spent at my parents house, putting entirely too much time into fixing a computer they bought as a bargain. Seriously, I'd estimate 25 - 30 hours over 3 days. Entirely too much time. My dad gave up before I even came down and bought another, nicer, computer instead. I'm glad he did that. But now I've inherited this 'broken' one, which isn't quite broken. Just broken enough to get me frustrated and motivated to fix it.

Returning from my parents I realized I hadn't sent in my rent and other bills that need to be in by the first of the month, so that's what I've done this morning. This coming weekend, I had thought of hitting the Apple Harvest Festival in my beloved ITHACA. Doesn't look like that's going to happen. I suppose a free weekend will be nice, too.

The end of next week, I'm heading back to NY to catch a flight to Florida for a wedding in the Keys (remember the bachelor party?) and return the following Monday. That Wednesday I'm going to have old friends from Germany stay with me for a night or two so they can see their beloved Boston. The following weekend I have another wedding to attend somewhere in Southern Massachusetts.

So much to think about. So much to blog about.

This California Recall Election has put me into a tail spin, which is quickly becoming obsession.

Are Californians really charmed by Arnold? Do they believe he will be a good leader? Or are they so taken by his celebrity that they'd rather see someone who can, literally, 'play the part' of Governor instead of someone who actually IS the Governor. Who do you think will write Arnold's lines?

I'm sure The Mollusk, Sepi, or Tony would know more than I do.

I just hope this doesn't turn out to be like one of those cruel and ugly high school elections where enough jackasses think it would be funny to write in their vote for the class clown as class president, only to have the administration trample them and provide them with no resources... I think you get my point.

Where is Abe Lincoln when we need him?

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