I Still Hate the T!

I didn't have enough time to vent about the sorry state of public transportation yesterday, because said public transportation kept me from coming in to work early enough to write about it. But I suppose I can't really blame the MBTA. Anyone who rides it with any regularity should know that if they need to be somewhere, they need to leave at least two hours early to account for the inevitable delays, switching problems, out-of-service trains, and other intangibles that make up the T experience. Sometimes I feel like I'm Mario, work is the Princess, and the MBTA is Donkey Kong, hurling barrel after barrel at me to keep me from my destination....

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I Hate the T!

I've been perversely busy at work lately, so I wanted to get to work early today. I got to the platform at 7:05, just as a train was leaving the station. So I waited for five minutes for the next one, which pulled in already completely full. As it sat idle at the station for a few minutes, I noticed a herd of people headed towards the rear of the train. It seems there was one car left inexplicably empty that they graciously decided to open. It was about two-thirds full by the time I got to it, just in time to the doors close in my face. Some time after 7:30, another train decided to show up. This time, I didn't have any trouble getting on, but...

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Hangin' In a Chow Line

There was a Good Times marathon on TV Land this weekend. I was still swimming around in my dad's pants when this show was on the air, so this was my first time seeing it. Anyway, in one of the episodes, the Evans' are standing around in the living room when the father tells the younger son to go to his room, to which the kid replies, "Dad, this is my room. Remember me, the kid that sleeps on the couch?" I found that line rather interesting, not only because of the slightly uncomfortable feeling I got from laughing at a lower class black family, but also because I'd just spent two nights sleeping on my parents' couch. And it looks like I will...

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The Kindness of Strangers

I saw the light at the end of the hall, and I knew the elevator door was open. I also knew that by the time I got to it, the doors would close and I'd have to wait for it to cycle back down again. Well that's just great. Even though our building is only eight floors, it takes like ten minutes for that elevator to get back to the first floor. But wait...as I got closer, the light remained. Maybe the person in the elevator heard me open the front door and was holding the elevator for me. As I stepped inside, I saw that there was indeed a man holding the "door open" button. Well that was nice of him. See, I knew there were still some decent people...

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There Be Whales in Heaven

I've never sat through an episode of Star Trek, in any of it's variations. Actually, that's not true, I saw a few episodes of the old cartoon when it was on Nickelodeon in the eighties. I think it was on before Danger Mouse. I got hooked on Star Wars as a kid, because Return of the Jedi was one of the first movies I ever saw in the theater. I was fascinated by all the different types of creatures up on the screen. Jabba the Hutt, the Gamorrean guards, the Rancor, Yoda...I'd never seen anything like them. And it didn't hurt that each and every character, even if they were on screen for all of .2 seconds, had it's own action figure. Jabba was...

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The Best of Random Squeegee

First time here? Or maybe just a frustrated regular waiting for an update? Take some time to check out these tales of blogs past, lovingly separated into categories and given brief descriptions for your convenience. There. That should keep you busy. Oh, and don't forget to comment on the old stuff. Every time you comment, an angel wins the lottery. Conversely, every time you don't comment, an orphan gets fed to wild dogs. I hope I'm not putting too much stock into the popularity of orphans. School Where dreams go to die... Back in the Day - Tales from the halls of Thomas V. Nash Elementary School. I Will Call You Betty - Layoffs, dead dogs, and a kid named Al. Ten Years Gone - Part one of a depressing, two part saga! Loss - The thrilling conclusion of the depressing, two part saga! Bummer,...

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Dr. G & the Women

This is Glenn. Back in May, I discovered he's got the ladies all over him. He sheepishly downplays it, but he's gone out with more girls than I ever did. I guess that's not saying much, but...actually, I don't know how to finish that sentence without falling into a deep depression. Anyway, I've only heard bits and pieces of the story, such as going to the prom with a 15 year old girl he hardly knows, and some possible back-stabbing among friends. And he likes two different girls named Abby. Compelling stuff. After a month or so of constant nagging, I finally got him to talk. So here's his story... Hey, sorry I took so long. I was out destroying...

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Taste My Squirrely Wrath!

Whenever my friends get together, it's usually at Nicks house. Dating back to high school when his old house was right next to the school, it's sort of been our unofficial headquarters. We all hung out at my house a couple of times, but it never really took as a hangout spot. That all changed the day I moved out and my brother Glenn took over my old room (with most of my stuff still in there.) Now there's like five kids crammed in there at any given time. They bring their girlfriends. They stay the night. My old room is now the place to be. The other day, a bunch of his friends came over. Somehow, my grandmother made her way into the middle...

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