Monthly Archives: April 2011
Yeah, so, I found another one…
Yep – it’s the Doctor band.
There’s actually a collection of a whole bunch of Doctor Who related shirts courtesy of our friends at io9 – any of which would be acceptable.
I wear a size M, folks.
Yep, folks, looks like we’ve made it to post 500 on ol’ Geek USA. We’d throw a party, but seriously, no one’s reading this crap anymore.
However, today something happened that, frankly, has never happened, ever. I made it to work *early*. You know all those modern conveniences we humans have invented? All those wonderful machines we own and patronize in order to drag our sorry, sagging asses around this great big blue world? The cars and trains and buses we drive or ride every day in order to get places on time, and sure, maybe we’re burning up the Earth’s resources and polluting the air to do it, but that’s the price we pay for a civilized society where everything moves at the speed of light?
Yeah – f**k that noise. I biked to work and got here *early*.
I’d love to drop some snark and say “Boston’s the only place where it takes an hour to drive 5 miles,” but apparently, Atlanta and Dallas have it worse. I know DC does. If you ever plan on getting on the 495 in DC during rush hour, I recommend packing your car as if you were planning for a space mission. The words “recycled urine” may be in your vocabulary sooner than you think. It won’t be pleasant.
But anyway… of course I love Boston, especially all of the adorable little quirks that make our town so darn special. Like our adorably hideous city hall, which High Fallutin’ Architecture Monthly actually named “The Ugliest Building In America.” Awww.
First of all, my Mother was a tour guide there back in the 60s when it first opened, and she has some theory about how it was designed to represent the water and the earth and democracy. I don’t know. Every time I go in there, I feel like an extra in MC Escher’s production of 1984: The Musical! Still, I have a certain fondness for the place, which means that I want someone to buy me this shirt.
That’s brutal, y’all.