Some jellies in the New England Aquarium, in Boston, this past Saturday.
I spent a few days in Boston over Labor Day weekend, hanging out with Val, and exploring a handful of neighborhoods in the area.
• After a few rounds of sake bombs and $1 hotdogs, Val and I went to a Pet Shop Boys show at the House of Blues. The super-enthusiastic crowd at the show, combined with high-budget staging made it a lot of fun; the opposite end of the spectrum from a punk show in an illegal Brooklyn basement. After the show, we met up with Susan, Sammy, Stefan, and Joanne for a second dinner and some drinks, at Beer Works.
Val’s roommate Hyeon’s dog, Buster.
South Boston, down the street from a hole-in-the-wall seafood place we found.
“We want you to come out and join us. The restaurant’s got a lot of different stuff. You can have chicken. You can have chicken! James, put your shirt on.” – overheard phone conversation in South Boston, a woman with a terribly raspy voice from smoking over the years.
Low tide in East Boston.
“East Boston’s fine as long as we go in there I Am Legend style: you can hunt during the day, but should get the f— out of there before nightfall.” – Val
Meanwhile, back in Brooklyn, NY.