I often just skip it and walk.


The MBTA’s Red Line subway line is known for four things:

  1. It connects Harvard, MIT, Mass General Hospital, Downtown Boston and UMass Boston/JFK Library and the northern and southern suburbs.
  2. It stops at random places between stations because of “traffic ahead”.
  3. Its main branch turned 100 years old last year.
  4. It features Make Your Own Subway Maps.

You got some dry erase markers? You can name your own stops!

Write it in.

 

Or is Magnetic Poetry more your style?

Magnetic Poetry

 

Lucky for me I got off at the Harvard Square station this morning, because this train apparently faded away after the Porter Square stop:

The train fades away

 


But really… “Traffic ahead” when there hasn’t been a train go by in over five minutes?

I’m a junk food vegetarian.


Since cutting back half the mulberry tree a couple weeks ago, my little back yard vegetable garden has been getting more sunlight, and things are finally growing. Yeah, it’s mid-September, kinda late, but things are growing.

We use an old wheelbarrow to grow herbs. The parsley and basil have been doing fine all summer. There is nothing better than the smell of freshly picked basil.

Parsley

Basil

 

The eggplants now have fruit. Is there any vegetable more beautiful than an eggplant?

Eggplant the first

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OK. Heirloom tomatoes are darned handsome, too.

Brown heirloom tomato

Yellow mini banana tomatoes

 

This cuke got eaten a few minutes after its picture was taken. It was crisp and delicate, and smelled so good.

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But those damned zucchini plants. Pretty flowers, but still no fruit. This is why god made Hannaford’s produce department, I guess.

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My Saturday mornings.


If you don’t think about it too much, textile design is just arranging threads into patterns. Here’s twelve patterns of threads and yarns for your browsing pleasure.

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20140906 athmlogo 50x57All images captured at the American Textile History Museum in Lowell Massachusetts, an affiliate of the Smithsonian Institution.
“Telling America’s story through the art, history, and science of textiles”

The ATHM has no connection with this blog. Please don’t blame them for anything you see here.

I grew up around train tracks.


Construction Guys

The LRTA is rebuilding one of the parking garages at Lowell’s Gallagher Terminal. The construction crews tore it down to the skeleton, and are putting it all back together. They’re almost at the top floor:

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Painted Trains

Artwork on the side of a freight train in Lowell this morning:

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From a pedestrian detour outside North Station in Boston:

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I am not a “car guy”, but I do like the fall.


This is not what Double Parking means

The valet parking lot for Mass General Hospital is a plot of hot top surrounded by a privacy fence. Nothing unusual, except … why is that blue car above the fence?

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This is your car.
This is your car on a Honda.
Any questions?

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Autumn is nice, but it ain’t autumn yet.

To every-thing
Turn, turn, turn

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There is a season
Turn, turn, turn.

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But let’s not rush it
Turn, turn, turn.

 

The photo with the gas light looks Photoshopped, but it isn’t. It’s a combination of really cool light through the leaves, and a dirty camera lens. But it is too early for all this.

Tourists make my underarm hairs hurt.


People come from all over the world to get in my way at work. They block the bagel case at the coffee shop; they block the sidewalks along the street; they block the stairways and building entrances. But mostly, they take pictures.

Guy taking pictures with iPad

 

Guy taking pictures with a red camera

 

Guy taking pictures with a yellow shirt

My office used to be on the other side of this area.
I photobombed dozens of pictures every day.

 

Guy taking pictures with black hair

 

Girl taking pictures next to guy

 

Guy taking pictures with blue shirt

Wait — Was that guy taking a picture with his crappy BlackBerry™ while holding a real camera?

 

Woman taking picture with long hair

 

Someone taking video with camcorder

Oh, come on guy. Nobody has used a camcorder in years. Use your freakin iPhone like everyone else.

 

I’m a bleeding-heart liberal faggot, and I vote.


Today was Primary Election Day in Massachusetts, so I left work early to get home to vote.

Went down the Harvard Square Red Line station. You can make your own damned comment about lights and ends and tunnels.

Subway coming

 

Got home and went over to the school to vote.

Vote Here

 

But there was something missing.

No signs here

This sidewalk should be filled with people holding signs for their favorite candidates. (This is where I once got into a very  heated argument with a supporter of candidate Dave Nangle, who was opposed to gay marriage.) But this evening, there was nobody there. There’s supposed to be people there. It’s a nice tradition.

I’m bummed about the chimney.


Morning Picture

A series of intense storms came through the area Saturday evening. Lightning caused significant damage to a landmark mill chimney next to the Lowell train station.

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The writing says, “Hood’s and only Hood’s” and “Hood’s Sarsaparilla“. C. I. Hood & Company was a 19th Century patent medicine manufacturer, no relation to me or to the big northeast dairy company. The building is due to be renovated in the coming year, probably without its distinctive and beautiful chimney.

Update Sept 10: The city’s Historic Commission has recommended that the chimney be taken down because it is structurally unsound.

Evening Picture

The train home tonight didn’t leave North Station on time. This train was mysteriously  taken out of service:

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Not nearly as bad or sad as the chimney, but heck.

That is a wicked long time.


In September 1969:

  • Jackie Gleason, Jim Nabors, Dean Martin, Red Skelton, Johnny Cash, Jimmy Durante, Lawrence Welk, Dan Rowan & Dick Martin, Andy Williams, and Ed Sullivan had variety shows on TV. (They’re all dead.)
  • People in the Merrimack Valley shopped at Grant’s, Bradlee’s, Thom McAn, Stuart’s, King’s, Child World, Zayre, Bon Marche, Jordan Marsh, and Alexander’s. (They’re all closed.)
  • Most telephones had rotary dials. Touch tone dialing, with buttons instead of a dial, was invented just six years earlier. (They’re all obsolete.)

My sister and her husband got married in September 1969. They are celebrating their 45th wedding anniversary today, outlasting TV stars, chain stores, and rotary phones.

We had anniversary cake for them yesterday:
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Congratulations and love.

Mine is an innie.


Lint is to textile machinery as sawdust is to woodworking tools.

Combine high-speed textile machinery, fiber dust, and greased fittings and you end up with some seriously furry places with an other-worldly beauty.

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20140906 athmlogo 50x57All images captured at the American Textile History Museum in Lowell Massachusetts, an affiliate of the Smithsonian Institution.
“Telling America’s story through the art, history, and science of textiles”