Hope tomorrow is a clear night!
Happy Fourth of July!!
23 hours…that is how much time I just recently spent in New York City with the sole intent of getting myself into a taping of The Colbert Report. I had been to a taping of The Daily Show earlier this year and had jumped on tickets for TCR when I saw them available. Unfortunately, my boyfriend couldn’t go because of work training so one of my co-workers came with me.
The show was fabulous. Stephen is a sweet guy and extremely funny. The people running the show were mostly good to great. The only problem was that I didn’t have enough time to go see all the other stuff I wanted to see! Always a problem.
A picture of the stage set… I got yelled at for taking this photo by one of the security guys, but I love it anyways:
Can anyone figure out what the middle part of this graffiti is? I think it could be a spaceship or perhaps a mutant lobster?
So, instead of bitching on and on about the Tall Ships and how they are going to be ruined, maybe people should open their eyes to the ships that are already here in the New England area. Sure, some aren’t as big or flashy…but they all have an interesting history, are nearby, are free or cheap, and would make an awesome day trip for a family.
Many places, such as Quincy or Battleship Cove, have multiple ships in port for you to visit or have other attractions around them so it can be made into a full day trip. I’m sure there are other ships that are not listed here, and I did not go outside of the New England area, but they are all worth a visit. Not only are most of them run by non-profits, which are having issues these days with dwindling attendance and rising costs, but many of them were involved in major battles throughout Naval history.
Here are your options:
USS Cassin Young, Boston, Massachusetts, Free
USS Constitution, Boston, Massachusetts, Free
USS Friendship, Salem, Massachusetts, Admission
Demolition Boat, Fall River, Massachusetts, Admission
Hiddensee, Fall River, Massachusetts, Admission
USS Joseph P. Kennedy, Jr, Fall River, Massachusetts, Admission
LCM 56, Fall River, Massachusetts, Admission
USS Lionfish, Fall River, Massachusetts, Admission
USS Massachusetts, Fall River, Massachusetts, Admission
PT 617, Fall River, Massachusetts, Admission
PT 796, Fall River, Massachusetts, Admission
USS Salem, Quincy, Massachusetts, Admission
German Seehund, Quincy, Massachusetts, Admission
USS Albacore, Portsmouth, New Hampshire, Admission
USCG Boat Arctic Scout, Bridgeport, Connecticut
Japanese HA-8, Groton, Connecticut
USS Nautilus, Groton, Connecticut
Italian Siluro San Bartolomeo, Groton, Connecticut
USS X-1, Groton, Connecticut
Auxiliary Schooner Brilliant, Mystic, Connecticut, Admission
USCGC Eagle, New London, Connecticut
Yesterday I was wasting some time before meeting friends for dinner and I walked over to the park at the corner of New Chardon and Cambridge Street to read my new book, Mop Men (which is excellent so far).
As I was wandering over to a bench, I see: a dog off leash, about 4 people sitting and smoking, and a pile of mulch, also smoking. Soooo not good.
What bothered me more was that there was a woman sitting right next to the pile of smoking mulch and she wasn’t doing anything. No worry, no action…just smoking her cigarette and ignoring everything.
So, I walked up quickly and poured half my bottle of water onto the area and then started stomping on it. And the woman is looking at me like I’m the crazy one! I finally got it put out after about a minute or so and sat down to read my book.
She asked me about it after I sat down and seemed incredibly surprised that mulch catches on fire quickly…idiot.
Now, mulch can catch on fire if someone leaves a not put out cigarette in it or a match, but I think this one started spontaneously as the high heat, wind, and intense sun combined to make conditions favorable. This article is interesting, there have been multiple fires already this year in Illinois. Hopefully, I will not have to play fireman again this year.
Tomorrow is the actual Patriot’s Day here in Massachusetts, we just celebrate on the third Monday of April each year. However, tomorrow is also the first day of tours for us and I have the afternoon tour.
I have spent the last hour or so, looking over my notes and books from last year to refresh my memory and hoping that the jerk from Concord who interrupted my talk the other day does not have a cousin who will be walking with me for an hour.
I mean, really, do you think that the tourists care what famous people came from my hometown? I can only name 2 anyways, most of the rest were imported for the private high school and left soon after.
Anyways, I have printed up a copy of the Midnight Ride of Paul Revere…generally, you have someone on your tour who is about 58-65 who was made to memorize the poem as a younger child. The last paragraph makes a nice ending for our long walk together, though…
“So through the night rode Paul Revere;
And so through the night went his cry of alarm
To every Middlesex village and farm,
A cry of defiance, and not of fear,
A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door,
And a word that shall echo for evermore!
For, borne on the night-wind of the Past,
Through all our history, to the last,
In the hour of darkness and peril and need,
The people will waken and listen to hear
The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,
And the midnight message of Paul Revere”
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
If you are in the area tomorrow night, the annual Lantern Ceremony is taking place at Old North Church. It is an interesting event to go to as you get to see the Church completely full, including a fife corps, and hear from a variety of people. There is also an event at the Charlestown Navy Yard after the ceremony.
After this weekend, work ramps up, school ramps up, my family situation ramps up, and parties galore are happening. Looks like I won’t get too much sleep till November.
PS GO BRUINS!!!
Most of my job involves me talking to visitors from around the world, trying to help them understand Boston and getting around. The other day, we had about 300 people come in and I swear, most of them complained about the weather.
Now, this was Tuesday…so it was in the 40s and a bit windy, but nothing horrible. The sun was shining, no rain or snow. And it just started to get on my nerves.
So, the boy comes to pick me up from work and we go over to Kinkos to photocopy some papers, bitching about work while there and then start the walk back. Just before we got into Government Center, I exclaimed “Its just weather, people! Suck it up!!”
And I guess I said it louder than I meant…because two guys (who looked like construction workers) busted out laughing.
At least I was able to amuse someone that day.
Oh, and I saw a woman with mittens, a scarf, and winter hat on yesterday. When it was 60. So glad today is my Saturday.
With the taste of spring around the corner, I have begun planning my summer trips…not that I’ll get to all of them, but it can’t hurt to plan, right?
Places to go:
Acadia National Park
Boston Harbor Islands
If I can get those 7 mountains done, then I’ll be at 24 out of 48 and halfway through the 4,000 footer list. Should only take another 2 years or so to get the rest done. Ha!
So, sometimes I really suck at writing posts…mostly because my life has been so up in the air in the last few weeks.
Already halfway through the semester, which is both nice and terrifying since that means I have final papers and exams coming up in 2 months. The classes are mostly easy, but boring this semester…I’ve taken to doing Sudoku puzzles in my Tuesday night class.
Family life has been a shambles. My Dad went back into the hospital 14 days ago with a high fever which hit 104 degrees. He’s finally getting out right now and will be going back for regular blood counts on Friday. We are all going to be getting tested for a bone marrow transplant in the next few weeks to see if we match up.
I’ve also started throwing out a ton of crap from our apartment. We have so much that we don’t use at all…bags, movies, household items, craft stuff. I just want it out of my house. Tomorrow, I’m going to go drop it all off at the Salvation Army. The house looks so much better already; now if I could only find our new shower curtain.
We also went to Toronto to go see the Hockey Hall of Fame and then stopped off at Niagara Falls on the way home. They were both awesome, as was the city…and we plan on going back when the Falls aren’t as frozen.
Now, I’m trying to slog through a mountain of laundry and dishes to get the house cleaner so that when our landlord comes in to fix the two burnt out lights, we don’t look like slobs.
One of my favorite Dar Williams songs is “The Ocean”…it seemed especially relevant to me when we moved near Belle Isle Marsh and the Harbor. While I adore mountains, the ocean has always been a constant in some way throughout my life. We’ve been going to Cape Cod for over 25 years now, one of my first memories is getting bitten by a crab while splashing into the Atlantic Ocean…and every time I go over the Sagamore bridge, I visibly relax.
Now, living near the water, I’ve begun to appreciate other things. Today, the most important was that there was almost no ice to navigate while getting to the car. It stayed warm enough here, probably because of the ocean, to not hard freeze everywhere. There is literally no ice in front of my house…nor is there any salt melt put down. I love it.
I also love the fact that on some nights, foggy ones especially, I can smell the ocean at our house. There is nothing like going out onto your back porch with a drink and some good conversation, smelling the ocean and watching planes fly over your house.
Unfortunately, I do not have time to go walk by the water today 😦 Our teacher gave us 3 chapters of reading! 3! In the first week! Geez 🙂 and I have to clean up the house. Its amazing how much dirt gets tracked in with boots.
We made it back alive and without any fights! 🙂
I am not a great teacher for skiing as I had to remember how to actually ski, so every once in a while I would tell him a new nugget as it popped back into my head from the back of my brain.
Overall, the mountain was pretty good. A few people were real big idiots, 2 snowboarders who were just lying across the steepest part of the main trail and a woman and her daughter standing at the end of the ramp for the ski lift. We actually ran into them because they wouldn’t move.
However, ending the day with a warm waffle dipped in maple syrup was a stroke of brilliance! So tasty and hot and sugary. Just what I needed.