Some highlights from our active day yesterday out in Central Mass under crystal-clear sunny skies on a wonderful example of Indigenous Peoples’ Summer:
- Using the new 146 Connector between the Mass Pike and I-290, finally providing a direct link between Boston and Worcester via Interstate highway without all sorts of backtracking. I always found it odd that Springfield gets 3 Pike exits, Wormtown none, but I digress.
- An excellent brunch with many old friends (4 couples and, let’s see, 8 kids, wow) and lots of great food at Chez Lindberg-Paradiso in Worcester. Hard to believe that friendships bourne of the fact that no one else would hang out with the 4 of us in high school still go strong today. Among topics of discussion: 1) It’s not smart to tell your female spouse that, in re: to childbirth, "Honey, if I could carry the child for you, I would," because should they ever invent time travel and the technology to allow men to carry children, you’d be screwed; 2) Yes, Tintin au Congo appears to be pretty racist, even given the excuses offered up for the time in which it was written; and 3) An update on Tammy and Family’s efforts regarding the Eat Local Challenge;
- Some wholesome apple picking and goat-watching with my folks at Tougas Farm in Northborough; try the galas, you won’t be disappointed.
Got back late, put the boys to bed and blazed through the recording of the Pats clobbering the hapless Buffalo Bills while cranking out an analyst presentation. Yay Sunday night.
