{"id":1369,"date":"2007-08-30T09:57:13","date_gmt":"2007-08-30T13:57:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2007\/08\/30\/observations-of-a-morning-commuter\/"},"modified":"2007-08-30T10:00:42","modified_gmt":"2007-08-30T14:00:42","slug":"observations-of-a-morning-commuter","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2007\/08\/30\/observations-of-a-morning-commuter\/","title":{"rendered":"Observations of a Morning Commuter"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A few years ago I included a photographic journal of my daily commute (showing my neighborhood, North Station, and the walk down Massachusetts Avenue from Porter Square to Harvard). The path of my commute hasn&#8217;t changed over the past three years but the scenery sure has changed.<\/p>\n<p>For one thing, my photos showed the remains of the old elevated expressway (photo above) that I used to walk under (now it&#8217;s a park under sweltering sunny skies). But the sights along Mass. Ave have largely remained the same &#8211; aside from the relocated houses and construction going on at my place of employment.<\/p>\n<p>But one thing that constantly changes is the people. Just this morning I saw the following:<\/p>\n<p>a) a man at Porter square with a t-shirt that said &#8220;Don&#8217;t let your friends derive drunk&#8221;&#8230;it was sponsored by M.A.D.D.: Mathematicians Against Drunk Derivation. Only in a college town.<\/p>\n<p>b) a man I see fairly regularly who is actually a rather handsome late 40&#8217;s\/early 50&#8217;s fellow with some salt and pepper at the temples. However, he&#8217;s CONSTANTLY wearing pleated highwaters. I&#8217;m serious&#8230;.he has multiple pairs, but they all don&#8217;t hang lower than his ankle (while standing!). I can&#8217;t imagine how high they ride when he&#8217;s sitting. And pleated? Oy vey.<\/p>\n<p>c) a billboard for the new Billy Bob Thornton movie, &#8220;Mr. Woodcock.&#8221;  On the left is uber-hot Seann William Scott. In the middle is Mr. Thornton himself&#8230;wearing a tracksuit and holding two basketballs where is anatomical balls are located. To his right, is the lovely Susan Sarandon&#8230;dressed with a sash for &#8220;Corn Cob Queen, 1970.&#8221; Brilliant.<\/p>\n<p>d) a man riding what appeared to be a home made bicycle where the pedals (at their lowest) at even high then the roof of an SUV. His head was nearly at the level of the roof of a bus. I&#8217;m not sure how he gets on or off this thing. Or what he does when he has to stop at a stop light, but I was definitely intrigued.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, and before I forget, I should clarify about my comments yesterday. I know Somerville is still a city (in fact, it&#8217;s the densest city in Massachusetts). I&#8217;m not going to miss living in THE city (of Boston) as much as I&#8217;m going miss living in A city; meaning, his location in Somerville doesn&#8217;t have the attributes of urban living I&#8217;ve always had.<\/p>\n<p>As a kid, I lived in a village&#8230;but everything was walkable (beach, library, post office, market, restaurants, bank, etc&#8230;). Since then, I&#8217;ve always lived in places where I could walk &#8211; even when I lived far from a major city in places like Newburport and Salem. So, it&#8217;s not just that I&#8217;m going to miss living in Boston (since I know it&#8217;s still only a few miles away). What I&#8217;m going to miss is being able to walk out my door to find amenities within close walking distance. I&#8217;m going to miss the energy that a &#8220;downtown&#8221; setting offers. Randy&#8217;s neighborhood (I mean, OUR neighborhood) is purely residential&#8230;for blocks and blocks and blocks in every direction. So that&#8217;s what&#8217;s going to take getting used to. But I&#8217;ll cope. And I&#8217;m still looking forward to it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A few years ago I included a photographic journal of my daily commute (showing my neighborhood, North Station, and the walk down Massachusetts Avenue from Porter Square to Harvard). The path of my commute hasn&#8217;t changed over the past three years but the scenery sure has changed. 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