The Big Time
Yesterday I got a call from The Herald about an article in today's paper about blogs dedicated to raging against the T. You can see it here. Aside from having my picture taken on the JFK/UMass platform for the article, I didn't use the T at all yesterday.
I have to say, the Herald photographer, David Goldman, is a handsome fellow. He asked me to bring my laptop along, though I don't actually use it on the T. I have a little brown Moleskine notebook I use to scribble my notes in. People look at you funny when you whip it out and scribble something, but what the hell. I think it could be they think you're writing something about them. Rest assured, usually it's not the case. Unless you are wearing flip-flops in November, are having an animated conversation with yourself, or are behaving like a barnyard animal. Then you might be immortalized in my Moleskine.
When Mr. Goldman was photographing me, he asked me to look "irritated," but I see from the picture in the paper that it came across more as constipated. Oh, well. It is irritating to be constipated, so I guess I wasn't too far off the mark.
I enjoyed having my picture taken, I must say, although I'm not used to having my clothes on for it.