The Week that Was
Chronicling the past week via quick links and pithy commentary (Labor Day Weekend edition).
Hey, kids we’d like a word with you: The completely unofficial guide to living here so you won’t drive us crazy.
He said, she said: The utterly bizarre South End dispute.
It’s a man’s world: Until the sisters take over.
Chronicling the past week via quick links and pithy commentary (Labor Day Weekend edition).
Hey, kids we’d like a word with you: The completely unofficial guide to living here so you won’t drive us crazy.
He said, she said: The utterly bizarre South End dispute.
It’s a man’s world: Until the sisters take over.

It’s starting
Not sure if it’s a good thing that Sept. 1 falls on a Saturday, or not, but here they are and there’s nothing any of us can do about it. The first sign was not the moving vans littering Mass. Ave. this morning, but the over-caffeinated girl at the Au Bon Pain where some of us go to get our coffee.
Before there was
Sex and the City meets Fear: A Cambridge woman who broke up with her boyfriend of ten years found thirty pairs of her shoes slashed by her ex, who has stalked her and attempted to barricade her inside her apartment. The scariest thing? This psychopath still hasn’t been arrested. [
Ironies abound. A pro-values Republican Senator
If there’s one thing we don’t associate with the MBTA, it’s sweetness. In fact, most of our trips on the MBTA leave us with a sour taste in our mouths, stemming from either the inane behavior of our fellow Bostonians or the ineptitude of T employees. And, in an effort to improve relations, the powers that be at the T have resorted to bribing us with ice cream, like the petulant children we are.
This week, we’ve been dropping some knowledge on the incoming college students of Boston on how to behave in a way that does not incur the ire of the natives. So far, we’ve covered the ins and outs of 






