Two great tastes that I’m willing to bet don’t taste great together.
Everything tastes better in a SpongeBob mug.
The 12 year old made a Power Point presentation in my honor for Fathers Day.
This poor telephone pole has more piercings than the hipster who served up my coffee this morning.
If you’re in Boston and you need industrial real estate, then the Boston Wharf Co. is your best bet - at least if you like cool signage.
There really are so many fine looking sites in this part of town.
Taken during my afternoon coffee stroll. Did you spot me? I’m hard to miss: look for the tallish dork, with bad hair and (most likely) his fly in the down position.
Espresso, eschmesso - I’m drinking my regular coffee from this little mug.
