Everyone has been e-mailing me about U2 playing at the Somerville Theater tonight. I'm not too thrilled about this because now my commute home is going to be hell. Everyone and their mother will be in Davis and so the city is shutting down Davis Square. You can't buy tickets, you have to be invited by U2 (after my last post about U2 I think I'm off Bono's list) or you have to win the tickets.
How ironic, I admit to the blog world that I don't really like U2 and karma was like oh yea well enjoy they're coming to you city! Thanks karma.
When I got off the T yesterday the roadies were unloading and people were just standing there watching them unload and then the news people would ask the people watching stupid questions like "Do you think this is U2?" "Do you like U2?" How exciting!
I chose to visit my cousin in Waltham for some Mexican food. I have a little story about that which will be in an upcoming post. All I'm going to say is my home town is PRICELESS.
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Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Friday, November 7, 2008
What is going on with the animals
Ok I don't know what it is with this week and dead animals but it's pretty depressing.
Let's start back at the beginning.
Wednesday night I'm driving to book club (or drink wine and eat food club) with my roommate and some how we started talking about the old rail road tracks and giant abandoned warehouse behind our street. Meg tells me that it use to be a slaughter house and meat packing plant up until the 80s and the tracks were used to cart animals to their death! Property prices were really cheap back then because you could hear the animals. There is no way I could ever live on my street with that going on. I don't care if someone threw a house key at me and said I could live there for free. I'd be crying myself to sleep. I believe the warehouse will be torn down and built into condos. I'm sorry but I'm not having the ghost of dead cows mooing at me in the middle of the night. I wouldn't feel comfortable living in a converted slaughter house.
I was already pretty upset by this news but then I get on the T yesterday and there are posters everywhere of a bob cat stuck in a trap. It was an ad against fur. (Which I completely agree with. No need to be wearing dead animal but that's just me). I was ready to start crying on the T. Not the poor cat! Nooooo!!!
Today I was looking at some old news papers that the attorney who founded the law firm I work for had in his office. He passed away during the summer so his office is getting cleaned out. There was an article in an old paper with an adorable little pig on the front rubbing up against a tree. "That was his pig" my co-worker told me. "How cute" I exclaimed. "Yea, he ate her." What!!! Why?
This is just too much bad animal karma going on here. I think I need to look at some LoL cats or watch the Mark Wahlberg talks to animals snl skit..
Let's start back at the beginning.
Wednesday night I'm driving to book club (or drink wine and eat food club) with my roommate and some how we started talking about the old rail road tracks and giant abandoned warehouse behind our street. Meg tells me that it use to be a slaughter house and meat packing plant up until the 80s and the tracks were used to cart animals to their death! Property prices were really cheap back then because you could hear the animals. There is no way I could ever live on my street with that going on. I don't care if someone threw a house key at me and said I could live there for free. I'd be crying myself to sleep. I believe the warehouse will be torn down and built into condos. I'm sorry but I'm not having the ghost of dead cows mooing at me in the middle of the night. I wouldn't feel comfortable living in a converted slaughter house.
I was already pretty upset by this news but then I get on the T yesterday and there are posters everywhere of a bob cat stuck in a trap. It was an ad against fur. (Which I completely agree with. No need to be wearing dead animal but that's just me). I was ready to start crying on the T. Not the poor cat! Nooooo!!!
Today I was looking at some old news papers that the attorney who founded the law firm I work for had in his office. He passed away during the summer so his office is getting cleaned out. There was an article in an old paper with an adorable little pig on the front rubbing up against a tree. "That was his pig" my co-worker told me. "How cute" I exclaimed. "Yea, he ate her." What!!! Why?
This is just too much bad animal karma going on here. I think I need to look at some LoL cats or watch the Mark Wahlberg talks to animals snl skit..
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