Digressing we shall go
I find myself in Boston, home of Fenway Park, in the Fenway-Kenmore neighborhood, half-named after The Fenway, now a parkway that runs along the Back Bay Fens, which is a jewel in the Emerald Necklace of Boston parks. I arrived at this digression while thinking of a title for today's bloglings while housed for the moment in a subterranean studio apartment in Boston's North End. I can't yet find a direct connection in all these writings, but I presume the Fens of Boston were somehow given that label by a person recalling the fens of England, which are a form of "transitional" wetland. (They transist into peat bogs, agricultural land, landfills, suburbs, or shopping centers.) Anyway, this all has me reading interesting shit rather than working on interesting shit. I shall now transist into working shit.
Inflation
Patrick Mahomes just made a deal for more than half a billion dollars. To play a game.
Not enough
Watching the Knicks getting creamed at home by the Spurs, who are defending like demons and hitting what seems like all their shots. If the Knicks somehow win this one, they'll take the series in five. If they lose, it'll be the Spurs in six or seven. But what do I know?
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