Category Archives: Around Town

by kellyanncarroll | June 30, 2011 · 10:10 am

Scenes from the Green Line: The MBTA Store!

Checkbook cover! With a map!

So everyone I’ve mentioned this to already knew about it, but I think it’s awesome so I’m posting it here now: to ~~allegedly~~ try and cut away at its ginormous deficit, the MBTA (that’s the Massachusetts Bay Transportation Authority for you non-Bostonians) has started to sell paraphernalia. The quality of product definitely sees its share of lows here, but overall, I’m kind of in love with everything. Let’s look at the catalog!

Now, I would never, ever, consider the T to be high-end, but as far as state-run transportation businesses go, there are definitely some pieces here you could hang in your home. Take the Wall Art section, for example. Starting at a mere $15, you can be the proud owner of a 1910 System Map print. Who doesn’t want that?

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by kellyanncarroll | June 27, 2011 · 1:52 pm

Bikers’ Rights! And Other Reasons Why I Could Never be a Hipster

Hipsters Patrick and Brian. It's Patrick's birthday, and to celebrate Brian wore the American flag. Obvi.

Last weekend was magical. I headed to Brooklyn by way of the Lower East Side to celebrate the impending nuptials of one Miss Katie Poff. We ate barbecue, we went shopping, we laid out by the pool, we even watched some episodes of Laguna Beach on DVD.

After watching the sun set over the East River and behind the skyline of Manhattan we did some shots of Goldschlager and headed out to the bars. It was at this exact moment that I was almost rundown by a violent hipster bike-rider who was angry that I had so brazenly taken my stroll into the bike lanes of the unreasonably wide Williamsburg roadways. “Bikers’ rights!” he yelled as he whizzed past me, ringing a bell situated on top of his handlebars. “I’m pretty sure I’m allowed to exist anywhere!” I screamed, adjusting the bachelorette masquerade mask on top of my head and refusing to move. My indignation then led me to actually run into a swerving hipster who just so happened to get caught up in the fracas. “That was dick of me, I’m sorry,” I told her. She just shook her head. Let the hipster hating begin.

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