Arg. A good game. Great seats. Actually, amazing seats. But, we lost with a buzzer beater from Kobe. So another home L from the Celtics (90-89) to adjust our WAP. We sat next to Santa Grandpa Celtic Fan, the famous guy that is always on the Jumbotron! That was fun. Sitting next to a Laker fan, who was rude to every one around him including old people? Not fun. Luckily, fights were avoided (barely).
Happy Birthday to Josh! Thanks everybody for helping us celebrate his birthday, even from so far away!
Josh’s actual Birth Day. (Not really, this is a few days later… after the blizzard of ’78 was over and Josh & Judi could go home.) So this is George, Big Brother Thadd & Josh:
Baby Josh & the Fam:
Here Josh says, “I am 4!” (I wanted to put a pic with Shan in! Jackie & Grandma & Grandpa Mates are helping to celebrate the big FOUR.)
Here Josh says, “I am 4 (x 8)!” Ha.
Becky got this awesome Celtics green tee for Josh!
And now Josh won’t be so cold with these great gifts from Mom & Dad!
And these South Africa guidebooks will be so useful! Thanks again Mom & Dad!
Watch out Dave! Josh is going to beat you in shuffleboard now! (Thanks Mom & Dad Allen!)
Manhattan is thrilled for Josh’s birthday.
As is Magellan.
Thanks again for the gifts and cards and phone calls and texts and Facebook wall posts. It was a great birthday. We finished it off playing Josh’s new Wii game (the shuffleboard and darts are our new favorites!), and cooking a great dinner that was made even better thanks to a Christmas gift from Shan – Argentinian wine, carted across the globe in her backpack! A great way to celebrate 32 years.
For MLK Day.
An excerpt from Letter from Birmingham Jail (April 16, 1963)
“… time is neutral. It can be used either destructively or constructively. I am coming to feel that the people of ill-will have used time much more effectively than the people of good will. We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the vitriolic words and actions of the bad people, but for the appalling silence of the good people. We must come to see that human progress never rolls in on wheels of inevitability. It comes through the tireless efforts and persistent work of men willing to be co-workers with God, and without this hard work time itself becomes an ally of the forces of social stagnation. We must use time creatively, and forever realize that the time is always ripe to do right. Now is the time to make real the promise of democracy, and transform our pending national elegy into a creative psalm of brotherhood. Now is the time to lift our national policy from the quicksand of racial injustice to the social rock of human dignity.”
Great Seats!
All Bundled Up!
Quick bearing of the faces for a picture!
Actually, we’ll add that for the first time the commuter rail failed us, not getting us there early enough to be in our seats before the fly by. That was sad. Amazingly, we were in our seats for that first touchdown.
So an un-fun loss (33-14).
While the game was “un-fun”, we had a blast pregaming.
We had bloody Marias and Bloody Marys at home, then donuts and special Dunkin Donuts coffee and just regular donuts on the train.
