So, as many of you know, I’m up in Boston, Mass. until the New Year! Here’s a run down of what I’ve been up to.

First off, I’m staying with Erin at her condo in Charlestown. It’s kind of a cool place – it’s right across the water from Downtown Boston. When you walk into the building it’s this weird, white, antiseptic place with these giant screwy sculptures of things like light bulbs, rubber ducks, and hand mirrors. Everyone there is pretty nice though, and there’s an awesome little coffee shop right at then end of the place.

Erin and I took the water taxi over to the New England Aquarium one day – it was cool as shit. The first thing you see when you go in are all these penguins – and let me tell you, I was VERY thankful for the humid environment! They’ve got all kinds of cool fish up in this place and a giant big ol’ tank in the middle. MY two favorite things in the tank were the giant sea turtle who kept checking us out, and this really weird florescent green eel!

Another cool place we’ve gone is the Plough and Stars bar right across the street from Erin’s sister’s apartment. For you Savannah folk it’s like the Cambridge, Mass answer to Pinkie Masters but minus the smoke and plus live brass bands. This place was cool as shit and the band we saw was awesome. They were called the Revolutionary Snake Ensemble and they were just, like jammin’ out. Tonye and Zach would have loved it. They had two sax players, two trombone people, a tuba guy, a trupet soloist, a bass player, and drummer.

Check ‘em out here.

While at the Plough and Stars I decided to try a locally brewed beer called Rapscallion. At first it tasted like a cyder, but then had a real hoppsy finish toward the end. I dunno if I’d call it good, but it was unique, and I’m glad I tried it out. Plus, I liked the devil broad logo.

Erin’s mom says the bar has been there in Cambridge forever and she used to go there when she was in college.

Another place that I’ve hit up with a load of history is the Warren Tavern over in Charlestown where Erin lives. This place opened in 1780 – so it’s the oldest bar I’ve ever been in for sure. It was pretty cool, they had some live music and apparently Erin’s aunt used to sing there back in the day. Most of the people there when we were there were, like, young urban professional types – so, I dunno, I liked the Plough better.

Today we woke up and the power was out and that was because there was some SERIOUS frost last night. I can’t even describe it to you. We went driving around and it was like a frozen, post-tornado scene. Apparently what happens is that this ice rain shit comes down and freezes around the tree branches and then ultimately gets so heavy that the trees start to buckle and ultimately break! There were fallen trees and down powelines all over the roads – but the ice-coated tress still standing looked beautiful.

The best thing about Boston though is the ducks

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