Off to Boston (apparently home to F.C. Fipps, Britain's Best Butcher- odd. Unless...there...are...two...Bostons! Doh!) for a grown up romantic weekend of Burdick's hot chocolate, hipster hotels, Indian food (nothing so romantic as the after-effects of chicken jalfrezi), strolls through Cambridge to laugh at students, and A RIDE ON THE MILLENNIUM FALCON SIMULATOR!!!
WAHAEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! MILLENNIUM FALCON! YIPPEEEEEEEEEE! I'M GOING TO MAKE THE KESSEL RUN IN LESS THAN TWELVE PARSECS!
Needless to say, I am excited and grateful that the Museum of Science Star Wars: Where Science Meets Imagination exhibit is still on. I will not however be posting from the road. Instead, here's a preview of upcoming posts that will tumble out upon my return:
Painting #5. The halfway point of Weasel's 10 favorite pictures fast approaches with a look at portraits of Oliver Cromwell.
Industrial Rockland. Out and about with the digital camera to document odd signs of heavy industry in rural coastal Maine.
Me flying the Millennium Falcon. Nuff said.
Probably something profoundly interesting to me about the middle east which is a dense as German christmas cake to everyone else.
In the interim, if you need something to do, I highly recommend the splendid cricket game shared by Mondale.
2 comments:
I can't decide if I want to sit in Han or Chewie's seat when I drive.
Can't wait to hear about this! It would only be better if it were the Enterprise.
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