Plunged to the ground: Decorative molding at the roof line of 337 Huntington Ave. Photographed after it fell off by Robert Beene. Compare to the Google Street View below.

WBZ traffic reports that a partial building collapse at 337 Huntington Ave. in Boston has closed the road and the Green line E trains near the Northeastern T-Stop.

A map of Northeastern University lists the building as a residence hall.

Channel 5 reports roofers were working on the building when part of the front collapsed.

Another photo from the scene.

The Outraged Liberal analyzes the weekend dustup over corpses of fuzzy wild creatures, concludes:

Whoever does PR and legislative relations for Zoo New England deserves a raise. And it should come from the pocket of the folks who do crisis communications for the Patrick administration.

He notes that the zoo people have played the euthanasia card before, just not so effectively.

Flaming death on sale at the Hyde Park Shaw's.

On Friday night, a five-year-old girl suffered serious burns in the South End when some moron (sorry, some alleged moron) poured lighter fluid on the fire pit at which she was toasting marshmallows. In this story, at least, a Boston fire official seems a bit more concerned about the fact that the explosion happened with an illegal fire pit than the fact that somebody was putting an accelerant on an already lit fire (I was not the only one to notice the emphasis on the pit, rather than on the lighter fluid).

OK, so in Boston, fire pits are illegal, "even ones you can buy at the store," the story tells us.

This evening, the kidlet and I were down at the Shaw's in Hyde Park (which, last we checked, was still part of Boston), buying some stuff for a barbecue on our presumably legal Weber grill. When we got to the end of one aisle, we saw that not only does the store sell fire pits, it was selling them at a discount (at $49.99, a 50% markdown). Dear BFD, time for a little chat with local supermarkets?

Jere reports that he couldn't really get into "What About Sal?" partly because it was so short, partly because it was actually filmed in New York and the actors seemed to have New York accents:

... The bar they show--at least the outside shot of it--is Pat O'Brien's! In New York City, a few blocks from where I used to live. It's a Sox bar on the Upper East Side, with a big sign in the window (they now have a second sign, I saw it recently when I was at Chan's place in the same area) saying "watch all the Red Sox games here." ...