Rain.  Wet feet.  Cold.  A pain the ass to get home at the end of the night.

But FABULOUS  for the photo.  If the camera doesn’t totally get its revenge on you and breakdown after its trip outside.

Let the spectacular begin:

This one is kind of a mishmash scroll down that will hopefully look cool:

I was hoping the air conditioners would look like they were coming out of his blue head.

Even if it is just Downtown Crossing in a rain storm:

I’m on a diet.  I hate diets.  I’m on a long road to losing some weight and I have to say, I hate this.  I can’t eat everything I want.  I eat high protein and my one indulgence is a granola bar.  But the upshot will be not looking like the Pillsbury Dough Girl anymore.

For now, let’s admire a painting of what I can’t eat:

Which one is it?

Any trip to Newbury street involves acrobatics.  Of course: