In the interest of being as untimely as possible, my first series of posts will be about my trip to Boston and New York, which happened last July. The idea for the trip sprang from an offer of a ticket to a Red Sox game from Mark, who is pictured above. For those of you who have not been fortunate enough to make his acquaintance, Mark is an aviator, lender of books, and an all-around cranky bastard, which is why we* love him. What was initially planned out as trip to Boston to attend a Sox game later expanded to include a trip to Foxwoods for poker (in lieu of seeing the White Stripes in Providence, due to Jack White's busted finger), and a few days of wandering around New York while losing pounds of water weight due to the sweltering weather.
*Editor's note: This is not the royal we. Several people are fond of Mark, not just Drew.Posted by Drew at December 2, 2003 01:38 AM