April 28, 2008...8:08 am
Bloglog Digital
Posted by “tombstonetcs” on tombstonetcs.livejournal.com
I have made it my mission, as a resident of the City of Worcester, to go through one single day without having to hear reggaetone at any interval. (That’s probably spelled incorrectly, but I don’t give a shit). So far, I’ve lived here for a year and a half, and I have failed. Miserably.
The other day, I made it to 11:55 pm without hearing it at all, and then Sampson had to stop at the Hess to buy cigarettes, and sure enough, someone pulled up with the boom sssboom sss blasting out of their car.
Some days I am defeated before I even leave the house.
Jon Shyllberg tried defending reggaetone, saying “It’s great because when you hear it, you know exactly what it is…” To which I said “Well, when I smell dog shit, I know exactly what it is too. It’s just like reggaetone…”
Please, residents of Worcester, give me one day of peace from this horrid abomination of what I regrettably call music.
Posted by “Tricia” on users.livejournal.com/_saturday_night
Then we arrived in Worcester. MY HOMEEEE<3 It is a ridiculous city. but I love it love it love it. How can you not love the place you were born? So we checked into the hotel. (room was amazing btw) and then we roamed around Woo. We went and looked around Holy Cross. It was very overwhelming, but it was beautiful in it’s own way. Basically, my father and I should not be allowed in places like that…after looking around a bit he goes “we should go back in that building and I will take a picture of you walking into the president’s office” I was like “uhh. that would be awkward” and he goes “BAHA WHERE’S YOUR SENSE OF ADVENTURE? This is Holy Cross, you’re suppose to terrorize” Good. So we took pictures. and then he proceeding to run around all of the buildings to give me a “tour” he used to go up there all the time when he was at Clark to party. real nice dad. sometimes he would take me into like, a classroom or a dorm and I’d be like “I don’t think we are suppose to be in here.” He’d just go “Pshh, I went to Clark.” It was a good time, besides the Rotten Fish Trees. Don’t ask. Then we went over the LEE’S BAKERY! THE MOST AMAZING LEBANESE BAKERY IN THE ENTIRE USA I SWEAR! My dad used to go there all the time when he lived in Worcester. To the point where when we moved to Scarborough he would have Lee send packages of food in the mail. haha. You can’t help but love Lee though, she is amazing. She this little foreign lady. She’s quiet, but in the end she always remembers you. I have never been to Worcester without going to Lee’s. It is this tiny run down building. Little tiny place. But she can COOK. Baklava, grapeleaves, babaganoosh, zahtah bread, feta cheese bread, kibbe, taboolie. Amazingness.
Posted by “iliketherain” on iliketherain.wordpress.com
Left work at 5 pm. Took the train to Worcester. Walked around the newly renovated, beautiful but empty Union Station. Walked around downtown Worcester to the Palladium. The town was nice, clean. It was much better than how it looked 2.5 years ago, when i went there to see the Opeth concert. But the streets were deserted. I didnt care.
I was hungry and bought a fish and chip from a roadside stall. The proprietors were already prepared for the 3 day blowout metal-fest. They got good, fresh fish and a fan-friendly menu. I realized there were a lot of Energy Drink bottle around. Must be, cos it must be really tiring jumping around and bumping people in the pit the whole day.
I couldnt careless for some of the opening band - I was there really just for Megadeth, so I went in at 7 pm. Children of Bodom was just setting up. The place was crowded and everyone seemed already quite buzzed with energy and possibly alcohol.
Posted by “May” on aftermodern.blogspot.com
NPR had a thrilling story Monday with cases demonstrating that the increased cost of fuel may have already started to reverse urban sprawl. (Why is this topic neglected in political and economic analyses?) I was in Worcester, Massachusetts, this weekend. The visible difference between Boston and Worcester as seen in the built environment and the health of the inhabitants is startling. (I just caught the first episode of PBS’s series on health and wealth titled “Unnatural Causes,” but it was brilliant. A must-see for sure.) In our age of post-industrial globalization, the biggest cities have swelled and sprawled at the expense of second-tier cities like Worcester and Springfield. I’ve heard it described as a return to the ancient era of city-states. But it doesn’t have to be that way. (See page 23!)
Posted by “Ms. Crystal” on crystalstailsmeowww.blogspot.com
Tonight’s attempt at a good bike ride, left me feeling like a fat ass lard. Seriously, the hills of Worcester are not pretty for someone that wants to start riding everyday like she use too. But it has been a good three years since I was riding on a daily bases. The hills here just kick my ass.. Ode to the Seven Hills.
I need to get back in shape and I need to bring my bike to see why I can’t get it past 14th gear. Because the out-of-shape Crystal would love to at least make it up the hills even if in 21st gear.
Help……
Anyone have some good areas that they think I can do without killing myself. Sighhhhhhhh
Or any really good way to get my cardio up in the next couple weeks….strong
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