A new uncool unkind unfun reality has crept into Allston life. Tuesday nights (aka the singularly decent non-work worknight of the week) this semester are otherwise logistically occupied and can’t be spent either on open screen or pipeline.
And worse, friggin Ramsey has up and moved to the promised land of medical marijuana and tiger attacks leaving the rest of us here in the icebox of the country.
Have I spent years putting off the drudgery of maturity just to have this carefully constructed fiction come to this sad end? A new plan is needed. Wednesday night must somehow be redeemed. The floor is open to ideas.
Pictionary!
Shoot me now. Might as well go whole hog.
Thanks for the shout. I definitely miss all of you back there in Boston – the cold, not so much.
Here’s an idea: you’ve got a bunch of vids to post to the Pipeline! blog, grab a good beer and quit worrying about how to occupy at least one of those Wednesdays. :)
True. I’ve got Coctopus and Howarewe Hawaii yet to post. I’m just waiting for anticipation to hit its global peak.