The Watertown Meetup at Donahue’s came off splendidly, as far as I can tell — everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, and the people who had to leave early sounded genuinely regretful. My personal thanks to Sean/ Qkslvrwolf, JimB, Mary/Lahke, Ken & Betsy, Tom L, John & Ilana, Peter/ EFGoldman & Marilyn, and especially SiubhanDuinne, who gave us a reason to herd cats! (And apologies to those whose names I left off the list, I’m sure there are one or two people I’m forgetting.)
There was even talk of doing another meetup, at somewhere with round tables. The Helmand, across from the Galleria, was mentioned as a possibility. Also The Friendly Toast, in Kendall Square…
In other Boston-centric entertainment, recently Kim Costa, Mayor of Medford (home of Tufts, one town over from Harvard) posted a Facebook rant that entertained a great many non-student residents. I spent fifteen years at a major Midwestern state university town before moving out here, and the residents of Lansing shared exactly the same resentments towards the bipedal cash crop:
Real quick reminder to all the college students coming back to Boston to continue their higher education. This is really important. This is something you are going to carry through your entire academic career in the 617 area code: nobody likes you, you’re a visitor here; an interloper. I want you to keep that in mind when you’re strutting through the crosswalk in Harvard Square with your pink popped collar and your fucking Banana Republic, date-rape slacks. You have been obsolete to me since my 21st birthday. No need for yah. I’m sure when you graduate you’ll want to move here cause it’s so awesome—and you’re right, we’re awesome. But people like you will be contained to places like Lexington and Concord, where you can live, and wear Tevas, and recycle, and have a kid when you’re 50 years old. And you know what, we probably won’t like them either. And with that, welcome back.
(via Boston Magazine)