The Redstar Perspective

J-, S- and I are meeting for drinks at the Middle East at 9 and then going over to the party together.  I’m thinking of bringing a flask. I have a costume laid out, and it doesn’t involve any of the recital costumes, sadly.  S- emailed us awhile ago and asked, “do you know where I can get a trident?” 

I am about to leave my house for the evening.  Am playing Kiss 108 and have just finished putting on my makeup.  Am mildly costumed as segregation.  Mostly look cute w/two pieces of red fabric taped across my middle - depicting the Braintree v. Ashmont split on the Red Line.

It’s time for gloves.  I tried waiting for the 86 in Harvard Square awhile ago, hands froze while trying to grade one of the HCED papers that proposed creating a “super-CDC” for NO.  Aigh.  Grading papers is really boring after the 7th or 8th.  Also, if I was a prof, I would want to grade everything anonymously.  I don’t like knowing who they all are and feeling like I have relationships w/them and then thinking they’re writing is crap.

Really liked running around the suburban ‘tree today, in the rain, w/W- complaining, “I don’t mean to be totally gay, but my hair is completely ruined.”

Moving was fun, totally nostalgic, can’t believe the house is no longer in the family.    I took some pics w/my camera phone, and gave Wesley a walking tour thru it, joked how he will purchase it one day when I am famous.   I took all
my costumes, much to the amusement of my relatives, told them I was going to distribute them at DUSP for Halloween. I danced from 8-15, ballet, tap, jazz,the standard fare offered at a suburban dance studio.  Was much fun.  Love to
dance.  One of my favorite things.  Wesley and I had a small party rummaging thru them.  Mine and my friends’ names were spray-painted on the basement walls, and we found a tablecloth from my sweet 16 that everyone had signed.  Kept that too.

You know why I hate them?  Because they charge market-rate, private sector prices but are run like a govt. agency. Poor IT so you can’t redeem rewards on-line, lots of 2-3 biz days processing time bullshit, but a “1-time exception.”  What the hell is all this if they want to charge me $200 RT b/w Boston & NY?  If they were privatized, it’d probably cost that much but at least would not be delayed constantly.  And for the # of times it threatens to go bankrupt, if it were a private company, it would have been closed or taken over by now.If it’s going to be govt-subsidized, then let’s go all the way and drop fares. I shouldn’t be partially propping it up when I can’t expect an appropriate level of service for the prices I pay.  

After “watching” the game online at school until about 9, got in the car to head to Allston. Listening to the game on the radio, I ended up getting on the Pike rather than Cambridge St, so I had to wind back thru Brighton to get to the
bar. That was sort of annoying, except it was the inning where the Sox scored those 3 runs, and the announcer kept talking about Giambi’s terrible error, and that was fantastic.

And the Sports Depot was pretty fun. The win was nice, but what was truly fantastic was the karaoke that followed the game. It was a rotation of only a few people willing to get up there, but one was this drunk guy Sully (go figure, not in Mass!) in his Sox shirt singing Sweet Caroline, except he didn’t really know the words and he kept yelling things like “2004 Champs!” and “Papi MVP!” during the instrumental bits. It was one of those priceless moments that makes you really proud of your roots, you know?