In all the years I lived in Boston and commuted to Government Center, an area next to city hall, an FBI building, and multiple tourist attractions, I was randomly stopped once by police so they could check my backpack for bomb-making residue. I’m not saying they should have checked me (or anyone else) more often but even as a casual observer, these random searches didn’t seem like a great deterrent for would-be bombers.
Category: Life
Half-Birthdays
Today is my half-birthday (and it’s not to late to buy me 50% of a gift on Groupon). Half-birthdays are, of course, 6-months away from someone’s real birthday. They’ve always fascinated me (so much so that I had to search my old posts to make sure I haven’t talked about them extensively yet)…
4 Eagle Scouts
Yesterday, in an improv class I’m taking at the Magnet Theater, we were practicing telling monologues and pulling ideas from them to make scenes. I didn’t end up telling any monologues myself but the suggestion of “camping” came up and my brain raced through hundreds of memories I have from going camping…
I don’t need a bag
I’ll admit that I’m a card-carrying liberal (not like that’s outrageous these days). The environment is a big deal to me. I hate littering like few others.
Hot Chicks Room
When I first got out of college, I spent a few months doing practically nothing. One day a job recruiter called me out of nowhere to ask if I was still available for hire…