Last night as I walked near Faneuil hall I heard a mom say the following to her teenage son: WHAT, SO YOU CAN GO SHOOT MORE HEROIN??

I would blame this on living in a city, but I have a feeling this conversation goes on in Bremerton all the time, just replace "heroin" with "meth."

I went to a fundraiser for my co-workers Boston Marathon running. I didn't win anything in the raffle, which disproves my "always a winner" hypothesis.

After I went and met up with Laura, Ali, Ricardo and Moby at Kingston Station, which might be my favorite restaurant/bar around here. At fact of which I told the bartender, and the GM. A couple times. Hey! I like making new friends!