It’s Wednesday. Happy hump day. And happy quinquennial World Statistics Day.
The Franklin Park Zoo has a new addition. Very cute.
If you search for something in Safari on your iPhone, the default search engine is Google. Probably most searches are done this way and it’s a highly profitable arrangement for both Apple and Google. It’s also the focus of an antitrust probe.
When politicians want to seem genuine they eat fake food. Because that’s what real people eat. (Joe Biden seems to go to Dairy Queen a lot.)
What, exactly, is an “Electoral Intrusion?” And capitalized, no less. I guess we’ll find out on Sunday night.
And, what year did the word psychobabble appear? If you guessed 1975, you would be not wrong. (The Merriam Webster Time Traveller is a good way to waste a little bit of time.)
Today is Tuesday. Two weeks until the election.
Even with Brady and Gronk as headliners, for the Buccaneers it’s all about the defense.
Another debate? Why? What’s the point? At least there won’t be any crosstalk. It’s still an open question whether the president will even show up. I’m guessing he will. It’s crunch time. If you value your sanity, now might be a good time to shut down all social media. And I know that there’s more at stake in voting than a sticker. But I still want my sticker.
Marc Hurwitz reports that the Beachcomber on Wollaston Beach may be turned into a park. It would be a very small park. But anything would be an improvement over the way it looks now.
The president is threatening to fire Dr. Fauci, who he now calls “a disaster.” Just a week ago the Trump campaign was trying to exploit Fauci’s high credibility to boost the president’s image. I guess it’s opposite day in the White House again.
And apparently the turkeys are too big this year. That’s a problem, how?
Sunday. A day of rest. It’s Chuck Berry‘s birthday.
First the crash at McGoo’s and now another ‘drive-through’ in a different part of South Boston. I see a crackdown coming.
Massport was one of those agencies that seemed to have lots of money. The pandemic changed that.
Those football crowd noises that we hear on TV are not heard on the field. It’s quiet out there, and that’s leaving the defense at the mercy of the hard count.
Love these photos by Cambridge photographer Rosamond Purcel. Sometimes it’s the ordinary things that make the best subjects.
And it’s looking more and more like the New York Post is the new Wikileaks and Rudy Guiliani is now playing the role of Julian Assange. Nyet?
Wednesday’s child is full of woe. And in 2020, there are 78 days to go.
At 92, Burt Bacharach is still at it.
As the cold weather moves in, outdoor dining can be very expensive for restaurant owners. The Dorchester Brewing Company is making the investment. Now they need their customers to support them. Also, in Kingston, Regina Pizza has closed its location in the Kingston Mall (or Collection, as it’s known these days. A collection of empty storefronts, mostly.) And on Harrison Ave in Boston, Atlántico, a new seafood tapas restaurant, it hoping to make a go of it despite the tough times.
Sherrin Woods, my old childhood haunt, is in the news. A Universal Hub post reports that there’s a petition that suggests the city purchase a parcel along the tracks near Dale Street to incorporate into the woods, rather than have it be developed into condos. I’m on board.
I was really drawn in by Rukmini Callimachi’s reporting on ISIS. Her sources and online investigative methods seemed to be perfectly suited to the story. So it’s disappointing to see that a big story she reported for the Times may have been based on an unreliable source. It’s a ding both to her reputation and to that of the Times.
And African Americans for Trump are on Twitter. Actually, no, they’re not.
Tuesday, October 13th. It’s Ada Lovelace Day, a woman ahead of her time.
There were 765 cases reported in Massachusetts yesterday. The numbers are starting to climb. Let’s hope they even out.
It’s easy to laugh at us Bostonians. But we’re laughing too. There’s just enough truth in these bits to make them uncomfortably funny.
Bellow, Updike, Roth. All gone. But Don DeLillo, at 83, is still writing great American novels. His latest book, The Silence, will be available later this month. It may be his last. He talked to David Marchese (on a landline.) It’s a great interview: “Do you read any websites? No, I don’t. My wife has a computer, but no, I don’t have any interest in that.” Amazing. Love that throwback attitude.
Farmers are not doing as well as they were four years ago. Trump trade wars and embargoes have put them on their heels. But some shamelessly well placed subsidies ahead of the election just might help to ease the pain.
And there’s an Apple event later today, mostly focused on new iPhones. But you never know. Dan Moren tells us what we can expect.