Like any symbol, flags are subject to interpretation. But those beliefs, good or bad, still exist when a symbol is removed.
If you try to call us, you’ll just get to voicemail.
I’m one of the skeptics. I’m one of the downers. And if the Olympics show up in this great city, I plan to be way out of town.
I think of the Orion program as the descendant of the Apollo program. In this case, rather than shoot for the moon, we’re shooting for deep space. And this morning’s launch will be the start of a grand adventure.
After nearly five years rolling around the streets of Boston, testing different commutes, and learning the habits of my fellow motorists, I am no longer a frightened, angry driver. I am now a refined angry Boston driver. And my instincts are hardened with the knowledge that anything can happen.
Welcome to the wonderful world of Mush. Hear me out, folks.
I am happiest this season thanks to Pumpkin-Flavored Everything, a mini-holiday right before Halloween. Thanks to the Wife, I shall soon sample these delicious looking pumpkin donuts and be at peace with the world.
Today is Friday. Here in New England, this is the day when we get paid and go out for fish and chips. But 226 million kilometers away, three robots are having the time of their artificial lives.