Greta tries to decide if she's really in the mood for zitti with brokoli at Forest Hills Pizza on Washington Street in Jamaica Plain.

You kan always kount on a kool hairkut at Kutting Korner (formerly Nanci's Nu-Look) on Corinth Street in Roslindale.

We are going to start a revolution in video broadcasting in the Boston area.

I am telling you.

We are going to start reporting news/human interest stories and putting them up on the web.

These stories are going to show the big media that there are people out there that can produce video pieces in way that's new and different, real and personal, timely and far reaching.

That's what this group, Boston Area Video Bloggers at universalhub.com, is all about.

It's all about citizen journalism.

It's going to allow people to report on local stories, personal stories, different stories.

What's exciting is that we can use this as a platform to be a new outlet for videos. An outlet that is more far reaching than public access, TV, or even cable. Those shows are broadcast once and then they are gone. Our stories will stay around for people to find, watch and tell their friends.

The revolution starts now!

James Michael Curley is a mythic figure in Boston political history. Yet concrete reminders of his reign as mayor are all over the place, from his Jamaicway home to plaques on civic structures across the city, such as the Congress Street bridge.

Amy comes up with a great idea for the office: 4 p.m. cocktail carts. Alas, not everybody's behind them, she writes:

Seriously, one time at my old job a co-worker found a cocktail cart in a supply catalog and emailed the admin suggesting we order it. Her response was merely: that is not an approved item.

Vee explains how she happened to come home to a bag of delicious oatmeal-chocolate chip-raisin-coconut cookies:

The other night, our friend and neighbour decided to try a bicycle kick during an indoor soccer game where she was the only woman playing amongst men. Large, athletic men.

Suffice it to say, she landed on her head.

D & I took her to the emergency room, a four hour long ordeal that included CAT scans and smiley Asian male nurses, and the next day she left us a lovely thank-you card and a bag of gourmet cookies. ...

Eric is the proud father of a newborn. A newborn who just isn't going to sleep:

...The phone rang. It was a doctor or nurse or nurse practitioner or doctor nurse or something returning Jen's call. Jen explained the situation to the whoever. Hayes hadn't been sleeping, was incolsolable, wouldn't eat, etc.. The nurse-whatever said Jen sounded tired and the best thing to do was to - GET THIS - involve her husband so Jen could get some rest. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I guess she was going to have to get me off the couch with my Bud Light and nachos and tear me away from the Celtics to make me help her. Yup. Right. I can't possibly be the only man in the Boston area that this woman has heard of who is taking an active part in his child's life. ...

Over on freevlog, Michael Verdi gives you Step by Step instructions for setting up a free videoblog.

Check it out. If you are going to use a free blog here, you can skip that part.

The cool thing is that he shows you how to store your videos up on the web for free.

So if you've got a video camera and want to share your videos, he gives a nice tutotial on how to use archive.org

Steve shows what will happen when he renames the FleetCenter the Steve Garfield Center.

Jonelle, though, wonders: Got the balls to rename it The Boston Garden?

Roy: Stupidest thing I've ever seen:

Someone could rename it "The Yankees Center" for a day.

Atlantic Avenue, near South Station.

A Brit making a four-day trip to our Hub next month wonders if there are any pubs or bars that show English football.

I take the T home from Kendall Sq. most days, inbound across the Charles. Quite often when one gets on the the train around 5, it rockets out of Kendall, only to stop on the bridge, because the driver hasn't bothered to call ahead to see if Charles/MGH is clear.

I'm not surprised that that happened last week after the storms and the big power outage at JFK/UMass. What was absolutely stupendous was the train pulled into Charles/MGH, stopping... six feet from the where it needed to. For five minutes! Didn't open the doors. No possible explanation as to what possibly was in the way of that final distance. No, I didn't get the car#.

I left, not bothering to take a chance on the crawl towards Park St. Hopped in a cab downstairs and zipped along up to Kenmore...

For the past month or so, Jon's noticed a panhandler by the Store 24 on Beacon Street in Brookline. Today, he gives him a buck and decides to ask him some questions:

As tonight was quite mild, I thought I'd give him some time along with some change. How long does it take to collect a buck? I asked him. Twenty minutes, he told me. I said, alright, you've got my time for twenty minutes.

So I asked him where he lived (in a "halfway house" the street from me), where/if he worked (3 odd jobs today). This information isn't of any use to the greater Internet, as it is to my Griggs Park and Washington St. neighbors, to whom I sent some more details. I told them I wasn't pleading a special case; I was just sharing information. ...

Paul watches the Duck Boats go by and gets disgusted that City Hall Plaza stayed empty:

... Why do we even have a huge plaza in the middle of downtown Boston if we're not going to use it?

That's my new thing, folks. Sell City Hall Plaza. This wind-swept, brick plaza that was completed in 1968 was conceived as a gathering place for Bostonians, a place in the city where everyone can get together to celebrate any civic success of that time. And, because of a few snowbanks and a culture of paranoia, Menino won't use it for this purpose. Fine. Sell it. If we're not going to use this massive plaza for the reason it was conceived, sell the land off to the highest bidder, build the largest building the city's population and real estate demand can support, and put the money into the school system, public works projects, or to cover Big Dig overruns. ...

Editor's Note: Some may recall that Menino once proposed basically doing that, by allowing a developer to put a hotel in the plaza but that the federal government, which owns the JFK building, objected and that was the end of that.

Carol and Steve and Steve's videocam go shopping at the West Roxbury Roche Bros. - despite Carol's initial hesitancy at bringing the camera along:

Like a supermarket, like they always see?

Heather reports that Yahoo Mail apparently thinks so:

Yahoo Spam Blocker is blocking all my emails from BU. Since I'm putting together some stuff for a class and group members are emailing me their parts it's a pain. I keep on telling yahoo it's not spam but it isn't getting the message. ...

Carpundit explains why the Patriots parade made him grumpy enough not to take photos:

... I almost got run over going to the T this morning because of the stupid crowd barricades that they weren't smart enough to leave open at the crosswalks for the morning commuters, and I'm being deafened by the idiots yelling at passing cars on Cambridge Street hours before the parade even starts two miles away, and I simply don't understand the mentality of someone whose best use of today is to appear at City Hall Plaza at 6AM, strip off his shirt, and start screaming, and there are like 50 of them within screaming distance of me, and it depresses me about the state of humankind and makes me question why I toil in a public-service job when that's the public I'm serving. ...

He also doesn't understand the parents who let their teens show up drunk enough to vomit on Boylston Street.

Joel is nearing the end of his nightly run in Kenmore Square when he tries to get by a family with a small dog:

... Like a teether ball, this little Shitzu wrapped around me like three times. This little, four pound dog, just thrown through the air, then slams into my legs. Not to mention the fact that the old lady never let go of the leash. Oh my god. She, obviously, got pulled with me but her resistance rocketed the damn dog back towards her. SO, like a teether-ball with a hundred and something pounds of tension, the little damn dog rocketed back towards the owner. ...

Hearts and Flowers snaps a Patriots parade-goer who looks suspiciously like a villain from a 1970's-era Marvel comic.

She also shoots the Duck-boats cavalcade.

Daigo gets up close and personal with the Pats (well, his camera does, at any rate).

Keegan takes a bunch of photos at the parade - and posts photos from the first and second Super Bowl victory parades/rallies.

Eeka: Uh, there's confetti falling from planes onto Canal St.

I Hate The New England Patriots:

Let The Whine-asty Begin

I'm too bored by all the LiveJournal Patriots hatas to link to any of them.