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I never understood the fascination with these things, but they are humorous. My mother came through with the second kewl thing of the day for me. Thanks, Mom!
This is too cute. You can hear Big Papi sing and us dance bobble by going here.
Ah, the joys of living in Boston. I used to love Patriots’ Day (aka Boston Marathon Monday). Boston is on holiday today. One wakes up very early. If you are one of the “good” people, you head out to Hopkinton to start the race. If you are one of the “regular” folks, you begin drinking. We liked Heartbreak Hill, but one year I worked on Boyleston about a block away from the finish line. What a scene!
After the marathon, one heads immediately to Kenmore Square for the Red Sox game. More partying. Good stuff. And if one is still going, he heads into town after the early game to finish off the day.
I will say Patriots’ Day in Boston is unlike any Monday in any other city.
Drew over at Ace of Spades posted the following video. How humiliating.