Spotted on the street

I heart Boston, even when I've been on a train from Philly since 1230 am.

5/1/10

I am on board a ferry off the coast of Maine.

There are about two hundred people on board, and I am the only nonwhite. Even the people scrubbing the deck are caucasian. This concerns me.

There is, however, a woman wearing footgloves. I'm hoping that if shit goes bad, I can convince the crowd to turn on her before they come after me, giving me enough time to make my escape.

I wonder if I can rig my laptop with a lifejacket?

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Well, that was certainly ten hours of solid cooking.