Hi Mike, Hope your Christmas was as nice as the rakkity family’s. Between gifting and talking we did a lot of rambling around town. We had dinner at Artu’s in Little Italy. The North End seems to have been mightily revitalized by the Big Dig and the resulting absence of the old network of highways, […]
Goose and I, on our way to another ice dam, are stopped at the light at Central St. and 111. The light turns green and I move my foot to the accelerator pedal but before I get there I hear, “It’s green!†There’s an edge to his declarative sentence as if I’ve fallen asleep, or […]
The hard holidays are over and I’m walking into the lobby of the Sushi House. I’ll climb the stairs, say “Hi” to Michael, pay for our shumai, miso soup and white rice and then head home. But I’m feeling buoyant and I’m humming “He’s a Rebel,†while tossing my truck keys in the air. Catch […]
Brian’s photo.
1993 2007 Emma remembered the first picture of the godmothers and goddaughters taken when she was three years old, and convinced her dad to buy new pajamas from The Gap for an updated photo.
Left Top Row: La Rad, FierceBaby, Mrs. rakkity, Blogmeister, rakkity, El Kib, Anon. Bottom Row : KT, smiling Dan, Jen, Birdbrain, and Jennifer Koeller. Okay, I sneaked away from our Christmas Eve festivities to post more photographs. This gallery with Perry Como singing “Home For the Holidays.”
Susan insisted we return to the Tall Pines neighborhood in Sudbury (minutes from Adam’s house) for another gander at the Christmas lights. These photos are inadequate. If you haven’t been you oughta go although you’ll feel like you’re in the last scene in “Field of Dreams,” cause it’s been built and they are all a […]
 Goose and I spent yesterday afternoon trudging through the snow and clearing ice dams at the condo up the street. When I say we, I mean I helped him carry the ladder and then snapped photos while he risked his life. The only time I climbed up to check his progress he grabbed my […]
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You remember those days when your parents discouraged you from associating with certain kids. Maybe even forbade you altogether. I have a feeling that after BirdBrain sees this I won’t be playing with Chris anymore.
Mike, Here is a short clip of some brave tuba players making warm music in a cold snowstorm. My battery ran out, so there is only one pan across the band. The film ends at a point where a repeat might sound OK. Maybe you can put it into a loop? –rakkity