Thirty years ago, when my Mom was pregnant with me, she went to a Red Sox game with my Dad. Not such a big deal in the grand scheme of things, but I’ve always enjoyed telling people that I’ve been a Sox fan since I was in utero. I figured that I should give […]
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I had two comments on Tuesday’s post about my potential future thesis. Both (extremely lovely, natch) commenters expressed interest in hearing more about the topic. In my world, where I get to make all of the rules, that constitutes a mandate. My full proposal was about 6 pages long and it also included a […]  Ok, so I promised a photoriffic travel recap today. And then I couldn’t find my CF card reader. And then the dog ate my homework, which is a pretty impressive feat when you realize that summer school doesn’t start until tomorrow. (That Gracie, she’s a husky of many talents). In lieu of photos of […] While watching the Super Bowl last night, it struck me that they’ve managed to find sponsors for pretty much everything. You don’t just have halftime, you have halftime sponsored by some giant corporation. You don’t just have a timeout, you have a timeout sponsored by some giant corporation. The players don’t just wear “athletic […] I took my Dad to his very first ever NFL game today.
I was nervous that it wouldn’t be much of a game. The Pats had already locked in the top playoff seed in their conference and the Dolphins were already out of the playoffs. I shouldn’t have worried. Highlights of […] |
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