(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.
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Speaking of crack-like addictiveness, I saw my first tv ads for Snakes on a Plane this weekend, which made me think that you need some sort of official JFW SoaP countdown. Only about a mother f***in month away now.
I think Christina's is the best ice cream
Lucy: I'm open to that possibilities, since I don't think Herrell's is very distinguished.
Anon: If I knew how to write the Javascript for a countdown, I would. Hmm. Maybe I'll look around for script online.
this is a very nice post, even though you had to suffer for its telling.
taxi is worth what you pay for from logan to cambridge
Jeremy, I can make a flash countdown if you really, really want one.
~pj
You know, at my last Karaoke outing I almost got slaugtered for admitting that I actually prefer the Nikki French version of Total Eclipse of the Heart (just another piece of support for my claim of 'worst music taste in the world, but what can I say, I'm a sucker for 90's euro-disco-sounding music).
However, after seeing that video, I'm ready to change my mind. That video rocks. It's just so deliciously weird and random. Especially the ninjas.
The person who sent me the link mentioned the ninjas as well, which are also my favorite part.
To each his own on ice cream: Rancatore's in Belmont is my favorite — but I have a car and can drive around to get to such spots. This summer eg , seeking the best lobster roll on the New England coast.
While Ninjas are undoubtedly rad, I submit for consideration my preferred version of the "The Best Karaoke Song Ever."
JF can jog to Belmont, I'm sure. Be good for working off the rich cream .... could be addictive.
Well, if we're talking about most preferred versions...I submit this
Enough! Tell us about you and Superman, dude.
I completely empathize with your frustration about getting home from Logan. As someone who is from Illinois and now lives in Boston, it does take just as long to take the shuttle, silver line, red line, or blue line as it does to fly from the Midwest to the East coast. Absurd and draining.
Best wishes,
-Conor
Yeah, and you're apt to get crushed in a tunnel.
The proferred versions of TEotH do rock. You'd expect great covers from The Best Karaoke Song Ever, though.
Feh, I say! By deeming it merely a "cover," you fail to acknowledge the pure genius inherent in producing a formidable baseline with old kitchen equipment and exposing one's posterior to the world in artistic fashion!
Oh my god, how is it possible that this is my first time seeing that amazingly weird video? The glowing eyes, the ninjas, the guys in loincloths, the weird graduation scene at the end??? Thank you Jeremy, for bringing this into my life.
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