Once upon a time, hardly anyone read my blog. In fact, for the first few months, I don’t think I had any readers. But lemme tell ya…some great entries were written.
And so, I now present to you…Classic KrissyInBoston. It’s kind of like those sitcom clip show episodes.
* Jack Lemmon, Oscar-winning actor, was born in Newton in 1925.
* Anne Sexton, poet and writer, was born in Newton in 1928.
* Howard Zinn, radical historian and author of A People’s History of the United States, lives in Newton.
*The Fig Newton cookie is named after the city.
Diners in Watertown
I’m a Jersey girl…NJ has got to be the diner capitol of the world. When living in the San Francisco Bay Area, I was constantly in search of a decent diner. Most were kitschy 50s retro diners with overpriced menu items. I once recall paying $9 for grilled cheese. The Boston area lacks diners. And the diners that exist aren’t true diners to me, because they are generally only open for breakfast and lunch. Most of the area diners seem to be in Watertown….
Litterbugs are a pet peeve of mine. Are people that lazy and disrespectful that they think that it’s acceptable to throw their trash on the ground? Back in April, Matt and I did a Charles River cleanup with WUMB and it was amazing how much litter there was. And of course, all of the hard work that we endured cleaning has been undone already.
But here’s what I’d like to address…it seems that there are two things people throw on the ground and do not consider it to be littering. Cigarette butts and chewed gum. Why do people think that those do not count as litter?
Why there is no A on the green line
There were 5 branches, labeled A through E from north to south. The Watertown line, which ran from Brighton to Newton Corner (then Nonantum Sq, and the original location of Mt. Ida College and the old Newton Library)…
Luck o’ the Irish
While waiting for the bus, this little old Irish woman sat down next to me. She kept talking to me, and she saw me fishing in my purse for change, and she offered me a bunch of coins. “For good luck,” she said, “because you’re a wonderful person.” Cute, huh? She was like a little leprechaun. Today I saw her [again] at the Park Street station and we both got on the green line. I’m sure she didn’t remember me, or if she did, she didn’t notice me. She was engaged in what appeared to be a pretty heavy conversation with herself.
His mom snapped at him, “Stop dragging that goddamn thing!!!” Then a second later she said, “Look what you made me do! You made me use the Lord’s name in vain on a SUNDAY!”
The little boy said, “Why, what’s Sunday?”
And the mom responded, “It’s the day you’re supposed to RESPECT God, not use his name in vain!”
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I hate you, RMV.
Apparently my bank statement “didn’t look official”. Can I get a WTF?! “This is what they send me!” I exclaimed. I was sent to talk to a manager.
“This doesn’t count as proof of residency,” he said.
“Well, why not? They told me bank statements counted, and this is a bank statement!”
“It doesn’t look official,” he said.