Midgets, Minis, Ghouls, and Dachshunds

I sit in traffic in the Witch City, ten minutes away from my date with a timeclock. A midget zips past on a bicycle. He’s dressed in racing spandex, with an aerodynamic teardrop helmet, riding a miniature ten speed; Lance Armstrong at 60% reduction.

It’s a good omen for the day.

Mid-afternoon we spot this [...]

Mass Central RR

Turning on the Mass Central, 5/16/10