The morning after July 4, 2002. Went to see MIIB later that day. It's amazing how short they can get away with making movies these days.

I walk that bridge just about every day (they say the subzero winter wind on the river is good for the complexion). Work on one side, live on the other. Run bridge loops for the fun of it. Simple life. One of these days I'll pick up a car.

Sometimes when I'm running late I think I'll save a few minutes by hopping on the red line. Only about 15 trains pass me on the way over when I'm trying to listen to some music. More in inclement weather. It never works. There's a sensor at Charles that knows I'm on the platform sending all the trains in the opposite direction until I'm late. I still do it for some reason. Sorry I'm late (again), the train to take me one stop didn't show up. Ever notice that people who live very far away show up to work really early?

I have the best commute on the planet. I tried the metro north-4/5 train thing and it's no contest. Besides, Boston didn't have Robert Moses to pave all the good spots. Every time I want to stop paying stupid rent and own something that I could really screw up I wind up restricting myself to within a few blocks from where I am. On a university salary I can't afford much more than a shoebox on Beacon Hill. The dot crash hasn't helped. Then again I have expensive hobbies. Maybe I'll paint instead.