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Yup, that’s right. I went down to South Station with my pal Tracy, and we checked it out.

I wasn’t sure what to think going in, and I was mainly interested in trying to take some good photos. It was very subdued there, with a bunch of grubby college kids, assorted homeless folks, suspected drug addicts, some true conspiracy theorists, and original hippies. It was a motley crew.

Protester at Occupy Boston

…and….

and then there was this guy, the Anarchist/Communist (pick one dude!)

Anonymous Anarchist and Communist

and some of his goodies…

Pamphlets from the Anonymous Anarchist/Communist

then we stumbled upon…The Misinformer

….who told us all that https: was untraceable…which is of course completely incorrect…

Then, I ran into a boy and his ferret

Boy and his Ferret, Nancy Sinatra

And voila, a man in his pink wig appeared

Man and Wig

and the Emperor had no clothes

The Emporer has no Clothes

But I kind of jest, and I certainly don’t want to disrespect those who earnestly have committed their time and energy to trying to make a difference. I have a lot of respect for those who act upon the courage of their convictions, and whether you understand the movement, or agree with it, for those genuine and dedicated people, I hope they can push their agenda forward. It does seem a little crazy – even with our Capitalist structure – that 1% of the people that hold 40% of the wealth…

Yes, I know, he’s a cat. But he is my baby. My first born. The Russian! He loves being cozy, like most felines. My dad calls him “Spooky Tooth” and “Triangle Head.” You can see why.

The Russian

Stopped at Russo’s in Watertown tonight for cauliflower and some flowers & cake for my neighbor.  I love Russo’s, but I don’t go there as often I would like since it is usually a madhouse on the weekend, and it closes at 7pm on weeknights.

Anyhoo….It is fall here in the old N of E.  Sunset at 5:45, dark by 7pm (soon to be 6pm with Daylight savings),  dry, crunchy leaves and the smell of earth and Halloween right around the corner.  I love Halloween.  Pumpkins, candy, spooooooooooky behavior, costumes, trick-or-treat, crisp air – this time of year is the best. And visiting Russo’s is a treat – they have Pumpkins of all kinds and sizes, surrounded by velvety Mums in rich fall colors….

Sugar Pumpkins at Russo's

We’ll go to get a pumpkin this weekend with Baked Apple Noggin.  Maybe toast some pumpkin seeds…I love pumpkin bread, pumpkin soup, and pumpkin pie is ok too.  I had sauteed pumpkin at an Afghani restaurant in Woodley Park in D.C. when I was in college.  It was delicious.

The Pumpkins at Russo's

After I got home with two sugar pumpkins ($4.98 – originally almost got charged 12.99 for “mini-pumpkin”) the ole ball and chain came over, and mentioned he felt grubby so he was going to shave and shower…I started chopping up the cauliflower, and then I heard a “Lizzie?” looked up, saw this and gasped in fright because of this…

And that.. my friends, is that.  Day over.  Hump day next.

So, I’m driving home from work tonight, and on my way to the grocery store, I spot – a turkey.  A wild turkey pecking around the Waverly Oakes train station at Trapelo and Belmont.  The past 5 years there have been a lot of reports of flocks of wild turkeys in the most suburban of spaces and this guy just KILLED me.  And apparently, he hangs out there all day!  It’s his spot!  One rattly old car was sitting at the light, and I swear, this turkey was trying to decipher the Clucking Car like it was kin.

He was just hanging in his little patch.  A Suburban Turkey.  5 weeks to Thanksgiving.  I hope he gets wise. Perhaps he should call 1-800-CAN-LEARN.