Friday, September 29, 2006

Boston Duck Boat Tours

SKA-REW the Swan Boats! You can't pedal them to Shaw's for some groceries. Duck Boats are where it's at.
Duck Boats like to cruise Lord and Taylor
Duck Boats like to be part of Whacky Geometric Patterns
You must be at least THIS ---><--- GAY to ride this Duck Boat. Just admit it. Besides, who among us isn't? We won't tell yer Mum. She already knows anyway. She found your Barbara Steisand albums under your mattress when she was making your bed.

Look at them looking at me as if I am the one in the GAY Duck Boat. (Not that there is anything wrong with that.)

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

An Ugly Scene. I'm Sorry I Had To Report It.

I approached to purchase a bird whistle and he angrily gestured to the sign over his shoulder and sneered "Can't you read, a-hole?"

"Call me 'Signore'!" I yelled at him. Posted by Picasa

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Profiles in Patience®: Maureen

Age 21
Acting Student, Emerson College
Waitress, Hard Rock Cafe
Humorer of Middle Aged Men.

Colored Pencils.

Posted to Macroday: Colour (Just trying to get the jump on Rich Legg, actually) Posted by Picasa


Reposted for Autumn Posted by Picasa


Holland America Cruise Lines Inc and the Crew of the Maasdam invite you to WALK THE FREAKING PLANK! Arrrrr!

Friday, September 22, 2006


Fair! Fair!

Cheryl's Got Deck

Cheryl's cool. Crazy, but cool. Last time I saw her she locked herself out of her apartment and like a Seinfeld episode claimed the stench of the locksmith never left the building so she moved across the street to this place which has a sweet deck. She's very proud of it.
I found that she had Googled me and The Thing of the Moment from work the other day NO DOUBT LOOKING FOR THE PHOTOS THAT WE HAD A BIG CAMERA PULLING FIGHT WHILE CAREENING THROUGH THE STREETS OF BOSTON OVER. How's that for a sentence? These aren't them. She DELETED THOSE WHILE WE WERE CAREENING WILDLY THROUGH THE STREETS OF BOSTON! She claims it was only 2 photos and might have been but I'm not going to post the others because she will hunt me down and kill me. Sorta makes you wonder what they were, huh? Anyway, here are 2 for her enjoyment for her next slow time at work.

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Oh Neene....

You should really lock your doors when you are away. :)

Another in a series of posts trying to draw the attention of the artist/photographer currently known as neene Posted by Picasa

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Ida's Italian Cuisine, Boston

...and the most elegant Italian man I've ever met. I was in traffic and slowly making my way past and asked him if I could take HIS photo AFTER taking this, but they came out terribly. He was very gracious and called me 'Signore.'

I've never been called 'Signore' before. I LIKED it. Please refer to me as Signore from now on. Thank you.

Monday, September 18, 2006

The World is My Photo Op.

I was at Logan Airport this weekend waiting for a Shuttle when I see this couple spontaneously hug, kick it up little and kiss and I took the photo....*snap*



No, dear Gentle Viewers, the images I had were fine but, if one can go up to perfect strangers and ask them to recreate a spontaneous moment, get them to do your bidding, why not do THAT instead? Posted by Picasa

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Where Have Ye Gone, Mary Travers?

Upon meeting me, people quickly learn that I was simply born too late. About 25 years, I think. I'm just in the wrong generation, at the wrong end of the baby boom, and no matter how hard I try, I can't get back where I belong. God knows I have tried.

This is where Mary Travers comes in. For those of you in your correct generation Mary Travers is Mary of Peter, Paul and Mary fame. My parents had (as everyone surely did) several Peter, Paul, and Mary albums though no hippies, they. So Mary's trumpety voice was imprinted on my neurological system early and deeply.

As a result, upon hearing her voice today, I am instantly transported back to my days of protesting the Viet Nam War by throwing bags of red paint at the local recruiting office, Free Loving, Shouting down Lyndon Johnson, campaigning hard for Robert Kennedy, and cheering on the Apollo program. Then I stop myself and remember I was only a preschooler.

How DO you do that, Mary? Posted by Picasa


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Thursday, September 14, 2006


This is my coworker...and here we are on a field trip to a local supermarket.

She's in your face like a little Chihuahua jumping and barking at you the second you walk through the door in the morning but she TRIES to give you time to get settled. Although she looks like some vegan, she's a TOTAL carnivore and orders raw meat at restuarants and pounces on it like a cat using her paws and teeth to tear it to shreds. You can't DRAG her into the gutter, believe me, I've tried. You cannot WEASEL a bad word out of her about someone else. She's fiercely loyal and believes in what she's doing and does what she does because she thinks it's right. As opposed to me. So over the years she's earned my admiration and respect. So I'm sticking her here on...

The Thing of the Moment. Posted by Picasa

Friday, September 08, 2006

You Want Some More of This? Bear Island Light

Looks like someone left the cellar door open. yeah. That's what sets me aside from other Lighthouse Photographers. ANYONE will show you the dome or the fresnel lens. Who else but your lowly and humble photographic servant will show you the cellarway?

Yeah, just me.

You got it. Posted by Picasa

The Porthole Fountain