tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-274270702024-02-19T02:43:13.886-08:00Bostonia Rantidatwghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06606774474127378790noreply@blogger.comBlogger228125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-83313440470599834012017-03-29T17:59:00.000-07:002017-03-29T17:59:05.800-07:00OMG I'm Back AgainHey jerks! It's me, the Bostonia Rantida lady!<br />
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I've been on hiatus but obviously I have tons to report.<br />
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I have a dog now! I live in Southie again! I pick up extra poops sometimes if my dog goes near one because there are still monsters who don't grab their dog's shizz! NEAT! I think we need a giant rainstorm to get all the winter shit off the ground! MARCH HAS BEEN FUCKING HORRIBLE THIS YEAR! Back in 2015 my car was buried for 6 weeks. Quincy sucks! I think we're caught up.<br />
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I AM BACK.<br />
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It just opened, so I figured SOMEONE should have the menu up for all to see. Bento Express in Boston, 62 Boylston Street. Enjoy.<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-7971151836159800582011-07-11T12:38:00.001-07:002011-07-11T13:09:31.636-07:00Potholes and PotholesI'm getting more and more used to the commute despite the potholes. I think knowing where the trouble spots are in advance helps a lot. The other thing? Not leaving my locks at the bottom of my milk crate. Der.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-73667329094421741792011-06-20T09:26:00.001-07:002011-06-20T10:18:10.941-07:00Bike WoesSomeone needs to repave Boston Street, not to mention Dot Ave north of Columbia Road until it hits about B street. Man. I feel like I'm going to die biking those pothole-strewn courses lately. I hope they put in some north-south bike lanes, too. They have them locally but nothing on a commuter course. I'm going to try a new way home tonight though; dump myself through Roxbury and see what happens. I won't miss trying to bypass 93 or the railyard. Always annoying. Also, hills.<br /><br />Anyway, we'll see how the little hybrid does on the rougher terrain. Kind of missing the ol' mountain bike, except when I carry the bike up and downstairs, of course. That part of the commute kind of sucks.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-11885080454467485592011-06-10T11:22:00.001-07:002011-06-10T11:22:54.940-07:00Moved!I moved back into Boston proper (well, I was only 50 feet away before, damnit!) and am very, very happy right now. Yay!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-89091342254671644622011-05-26T11:47:00.000-07:002011-05-26T11:49:00.543-07:00Sunbathing SeasonOn the Common ... no weird stories yet, thank God. I'm feeling a little pink; I think it was too hot today, but I thought I'd get 20 minutes in before the serious heat this weekend.<br /><br />What a gorgeous day.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-41478634807604807392011-03-18T12:13:00.000-07:002011-03-18T12:15:01.353-07:00BOO State of MassachusettsI love this city, but dear god, now Mass just sucked ALL the fun out of Groupon. Fuck you, goddamn stupid liquor laws. WE NEED HAPPY HOUR DRINK SPECIALS. Let's get on this, fellow Bay Staters!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-90985046055107706842010-09-03T14:21:00.000-07:002010-09-03T14:23:56.353-07:00Frotterage at Haymarket! Or something along those lines.Some old man in running shorts rubbed up against me while I was paying for some squash at Haymarket. I didn't realize what was happening until I was picking up my produce and said "EXCUSE ME" very loudly while pushing my way out of there. No, it was not crowded. Yes, it was raining and the stand was under a tent, but I was the only person at the stand then. Anyway, if you see some nasty old guy rubbing his penis against people at Haymarket ever, please kick him in the junk on my behalf. Thanks. I almost didn't come back to work after, I was so disgusted. Ugh.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-44757406125557059472010-09-01T08:42:00.000-07:002010-09-01T08:43:55.841-07:00One Stop ShoppingI realize there are some conditions that are invisible, but a very young guy took the 57 bus one stop this morning and I was very annoyed. It was not that hot yet, and the guy cut in front of me while I was letting people off, what's more. Douchebaggerous!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-15395389147348151132010-08-31T08:39:00.000-07:002010-08-31T09:40:29.841-07:00TOO HOTI saw <a href="http://twitpic.com/2jsued" target="_blank">this </a>last night when I picked up my new, $20 minifridge! Hahahahaha.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-57467527686716597512010-08-30T11:33:00.000-07:002010-08-30T11:46:33.254-07:00I'm Allergic To BU UndergradsMy nose is runny and my eyes sort of puffy/tired in that way they can get. I think I'm allergic to BU students. Well, with the exception of the grad student there that I dated last year. But he knew how to negotiate crosswalks appropriately, so he had that going for him.<br /><br />Seriously, I drove just down to Packard's Corner and literally anytime I had to stop for a red light, kids (and their parents!) would be jumping into traffic during the walk signs, sure, appropriate ... but not looking/stopping/etc. when the BIG ORANGE HAND stopped flashing and became solid.<br /><br />My bad, driving out in the sea of red-shirted humanity, but still. I mean, when I was an undergrad in Ann Arbor I crossed streets rather cavalierly, but A-deuce is a sleepy midwestern suburb (albeit a fun one); Boston is a major city, and Comm Ave. is five lanes and two train tracks.<br /><br />Yeesh.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-35108991814892600822010-08-30T09:18:00.000-07:002010-08-30T11:33:19.955-07:00Drunk PassI have to stop buying 7 day T passes for the train home when I am hammered.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-46442965620244411612010-08-25T12:31:00.001-07:002010-08-25T12:32:07.266-07:00CircumstanceMaybe I wouldn't be on a "what up" basis with the bouncers on La Grange if I could walk down Boylston without facing a fucking gauntlet of street harassment. That said, the one I say hi to seems nice, so all is not lost.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-44648530092358502852010-08-23T13:06:00.000-07:002010-08-23T13:07:03.044-07:00Cold FeetOkay, Boston, it's 65, not 35. You can leave the coats at home (unless they're raincoats, in which case you're absolved). I'm just saying I saw a fair few winter coats on the T this morning.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-85199243381507615042010-08-03T08:09:00.001-07:002010-08-03T08:09:51.222-07:00Streets In Chinatown<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3YPkyMyWlRR_nsCTWC-RY2I62Rj2jpmW0-zoyuSKapxy6oSsaiuZYhFnYgqGUXCfKInIBcqsK0Tk0c_WqRYKGSXfD2y73vQMj71pLkdj81oUeiBLNcNttPo5NF7Vr5QngXUZA/s1600/triple+kingston.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3YPkyMyWlRR_nsCTWC-RY2I62Rj2jpmW0-zoyuSKapxy6oSsaiuZYhFnYgqGUXCfKInIBcqsK0Tk0c_WqRYKGSXfD2y73vQMj71pLkdj81oUeiBLNcNttPo5NF7Vr5QngXUZA/s320/triple+kingston.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501201015803325698" /></a><br /><br />Wait, which street is this?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-82334189804564257302010-07-08T13:19:00.000-07:002010-07-08T13:21:51.781-07:00IdlewildThere were about 10-15 cabbies idling in the taxi/valet stand in front of the Park Plaza on St. James today ... half the drivers were outside talking to each other. I frowned as I was hit with the exhaust. So wasteful.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-85584078103809760062010-07-06T10:58:00.000-07:002010-07-06T10:59:23.610-07:00DiapersWhy does the 39 bus always smell like diapers? Ugh. Diapers and something strangely, sickly sweet. Horrible.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-83305743875918682712010-06-07T11:15:00.000-07:002010-06-07T11:16:52.318-07:00As The Parade Passes By<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOLSxvIe0d7x216pb2lqSYfVVlJXciZEieNU6-PnjY9GnMrDewDMyEobJV0EjbUz7pYE6NUNdVUgjnoz6fRDR_QqxlvYQS44K_-V5MkX7kR0L7Jje1eCPWlxcrDP7y5718M2G6/s1600/parade.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOLSxvIe0d7x216pb2lqSYfVVlJXciZEieNU6-PnjY9GnMrDewDMyEobJV0EjbUz7pYE6NUNdVUgjnoz6fRDR_QqxlvYQS44K_-V5MkX7kR0L7Jje1eCPWlxcrDP7y5718M2G6/s320/parade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480097300475014578" /></a><br /><br />If those are the muskets they used in the Revolutionary War, no wonder they call it the "shot heard 'round the world" ... those things are loud!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-88145461181609176552010-06-07T06:43:00.001-07:002010-06-07T06:45:46.469-07:00Go Pick Me Out A WInner, BobbyI walked over to the Landmark Center today and noticed at least 10 big branches down -- the biggest was blocking the whole sidewalk on Beacon Street. I thought to myself, maybe I'll take one, make it into a bat, and hit a walkoff into the lights, cementing my place as a baseball legend as sparks rain down on the field.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-19487835542450963692010-06-04T09:39:00.000-07:002010-06-04T09:40:08.551-07:00Happy BikesAnother good biking day! Love not having any incidents to report.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-44463878367063149962010-06-03T08:02:00.000-07:002010-06-03T08:06:05.616-07:00Bike IncidentsTo the woman who let me cross Beacon this morning, I thank you. She was turning down the street I was going to be going down, but she didn't have to stop. Thanks, black SUV!<br /><br />To the girl not looking while walking across Comm during a green light yesterday, well, sorry I scared you but you should have been looking -- it's not like I came out of nowhere, and you didn't have the light, I did. I'm sure she told all her friends "oh, a bike almost hit me this morning!" But c'mon, you were crossing against the light and not paying attention. And I was in control of things -- I saw you, and I saw that you weren't paying attention, and I knew I had enough space.<br /><br />That's all for today's update on commuting via bike. I had nice rides the last couple days. Muy bueno.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-6594505037813830902010-06-01T09:02:00.000-07:002010-06-01T09:04:40.216-07:00DirtUpon coming home from a Harbor Islands camping trip on Sunday, my roommate pronounced that it "smelled like dirt" in our apartment. I'd been home all weekend and didn't smell anything, so I just shrugged.<br /><br />The next day, I read on <a href="http://universalhub.com" target="_blank">uhub </a>that there were forest fires up in Quebec that were blowing down into Boston thanks to strong northerly winds.<br /><br />Aha!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-71961310055541307552010-05-28T07:45:00.001-07:002010-05-28T07:45:58.549-07:00Beacon CabsI should add that I've never had problems with cabs while riding on Beacon -- everyone is actually pretty courteous on that street, which is nice.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27427070.post-75565048297164569712010-05-27T07:58:00.000-07:002010-05-27T08:30:57.649-07:00Cabs Hate Me, I Hate CabsI already won't take a cab anywhere unless I'm absolutely desperate (re: after the T stops running) or someone else is paying for it. Why? Too many extra special long rides.* In high heels one night walking from Washington Square to Brighton Center, I got sick of my sore feet and hailed a cab just before Comm Ave, asking to be dropped "just up at Washington and Cambridge." When the guy inexplicably took a right up Comm, putting the ride into "WTF" territory, I asked him what the hell he was doing (although I'm kind of a pushover so I said it nicer than that). He was going to take me to Government Center. Hey dude -- while that is where there is a Cambridge Street and a Washington Street also, they don't intersect, and I was WALKING UP WASHINGTON STREET IN BROOKLINE. I told him that his idea of a place wasn't real and had him turn around immediately, but the first place that happens is quite a ways down the road. Fuming, when we got to the ACTUAL CONVERGENCE of said streets, I gave him exact fare.**<br /><br />There was a time when I got taken on a $20 ride going from Charles MGH to Broadway and Prospect. We were hammered and not paying attention (okay, making out) so I guess he thought it would be funny to take us for a ride!<br /><br />I mean, these are just two of my stories, and everyone I know has tons of them -- the cab who takes you to South Boston when you wanted to go to the South End, the cab who takes Mass Ave from MIT to Davis. I mean, it's helpful if you know where you're going anyway, obviously, but a lot of people don't.<br /><br />Anyway, cabs are my latest point of hate since, when I'm being a good little doobie and biking in the middle of the right lane -- being obvious so I don't get side swiped, plus also away from possible doorings. And this is on Boylston, the frigging widest street in Boston.*** This morning one taxi driver yells at me to stay to the right -- this keeps happening, and it's ALWAYS taxis (I should also like to mention the culpability of hotels in the enabling of cab craziness -- whipping across three lanes of traffic when you hear a whistle is not awesome either).<br /><br />So here's what I propose: Mayor Menino, since you like biking so much, can you do something about the taxis that don't know I'm allowed to take up a whole lane? Distribute a memo, make it part of getting a commercial license, whatever. I don't know what you can do, but do something.<br /><br />I'd also like to mention that I was right behind this very cab for the next two blocks, stopping behind him at two red lights. Clearly, he had somewhere to be and I should've gotten out of the way!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">*Blah blah blah I'm sure some cabbies are nice but I never get those ones.<br /><br />**Apparently there is technically another Cambridge and Washington intersection on the Charlestown-Somerville line (thanks Google Maps), but that wasn't where I was being taken, and anyway that's awfully obscure considering.<br /><br />***Okay, probably not, but it's pretty damn wide for a one-way.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1