Today we are installed in our new office in Central Square.
I can’t find a picture of the old “Central Square is for Lovers” t-shirt that portrayed a man on a park bench, vomiting. But I can tell you that there was one homeless person carted off in an ambulance today. Still, I love this place. Better, cheaper food than Harvard, for one. And fewer tourists. (And, yes, I’ve become a total neighborhood snob. I don’t know when this happened, but I just can’t be bothered to get out of Somerville and Cambridge. Hell, it’s rare that I’ll leave my little triangle of Davis, Central, and Inman squares.)
To-do list for this week includes editing a manuscript, getting more exercise, and getting over myself.
Secretly Ironic 