Monday, July 10, 2006
further evidence of the relativity of time and distance
(me, shortly before leaving Evanszton, expecting the subsequent trip to be nothing but smiles)
It took me longer to get from the Boston airport to my apartment today than the flying time from Chicago to Boston. The luggage took forever, the Silver Line bus took forever, the Red Line T took forever, the T turned out to be out of service at one station which required a special bus trip that took forever, and the walk home after all those forevers (which, you know, add up) led to me feeling sufficiently weary that I had to stop at Herrell's and get a chocolate-malt-with-extra-malt. Herrell's, btw, appears to be as good as ice cream gets in the Harvard area, even though it is plainly inferior to Babcock's in Madison, not to mention inferior to the creamy-cold-and-cracklike-in-its-addictiveness Michael's Frozen Custard.
Then I spent about as long again as the flying time from Boston to Chicago taking a splendid and much needed nap. Now I'm about to go grocery shopping, but am allowing my cel phone to charge while I review business that has piled up during my trip, such as this link someone sent to the YouTubed video for The Best Karaoke Song Ever.