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Jan. 1st, 2007 01:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
oakenguyHappy New Year, everyone! Some of you have mentioned the belief that whatever you do on New Years Eve is how you'll spend the next year, so apparently D and I are going to spend it chasing inflatable dinosaurs down the middle of Boylston Street while about a bazillion people all around us blow cheap plastic horns. And explosions go off overhead. So, um, yay?
This is another way of saying that the First Night parade, and in particular the giant creations of the Puppeteers Collective, impressed the bejeezus out of us. After it was over we tried to go along with the post-parade crowd to the Common, but by the time we got there (two blocks; twenty minutes) we were pretty much done with the whole 'flotsam in a sea of humanity' thing so we split off, watched the fireworks from the Mass Ave bridge (pretty!), went over to Tosci's for a little ice cream, and were home in bed getting blitzed on wine by 10 o'clock.
It was pretty damn sweet, actually.
In totally unrelated news, I have to admit that among the many guilty pleasures I have (I think I'm up to 19 now) I love the rush of schadenfreude I get sometimes reading the Boston Police Department incident blog. Like this morning's entry:
Yesterday around 7:57am, officers from District 4 responded to Boston Medical Center to investigate a person. On arrival, officers met with the caller who stated she was a victim to an armed robbery the day before and believes she had just spotted the suspect. Officers approached the identified individual and requested her identification. The individual provided officers with several identifying documents, including the victim’s identification card (emphasis mine). The suspect, Leisa Roberts, 39, of Boston was arrested and charged with Armed Robbery.
Now I can be a bit disorganized. But I'd like to think that if I mugged someone and was still, for some strange reason, carrying around the loot a day later? I'd at least have the sense to not a)mix it up with my own ID and b)show it to cops.
This is another way of saying that the First Night parade, and in particular the giant creations of the Puppeteers Collective, impressed the bejeezus out of us. After it was over we tried to go along with the post-parade crowd to the Common, but by the time we got there (two blocks; twenty minutes) we were pretty much done with the whole 'flotsam in a sea of humanity' thing so we split off, watched the fireworks from the Mass Ave bridge (pretty!), went over to Tosci's for a little ice cream, and were home in bed getting blitzed on wine by 10 o'clock.
It was pretty damn sweet, actually.
In totally unrelated news, I have to admit that among the many guilty pleasures I have (I think I'm up to 19 now) I love the rush of schadenfreude I get sometimes reading the Boston Police Department incident blog. Like this morning's entry:
Yesterday around 7:57am, officers from District 4 responded to Boston Medical Center to investigate a person. On arrival, officers met with the caller who stated she was a victim to an armed robbery the day before and believes she had just spotted the suspect. Officers approached the identified individual and requested her identification. The individual provided officers with several identifying documents, including the victim’s identification card (emphasis mine). The suspect, Leisa Roberts, 39, of Boston was arrested and charged with Armed Robbery.
Now I can be a bit disorganized. But I'd like to think that if I mugged someone and was still, for some strange reason, carrying around the loot a day later? I'd at least have the sense to not a)mix it up with my own ID and b)show it to cops.
