Those were tears of joy on Yup's face when she learned, after a bad day, that Davis Square is getting a cupcake store with a take-no-prisoners name.
Davis Square
Rob Bellinger stops to take some photos near the Davis Square T stop and finds within him the ability to get out of a fight with a drunken townie spoiling for a fight.
Imagine a Hooters-style barbershop. Now imagine trying to put it in Davis Square. And now imagine the hilarity that would result.
Mike Mennonno reports they are prone to failure at other times as well:
... So, this morning it turns out that all the non-cash machines are down. There are only two cash machines, mind you, and about twelve that only take credit or debit cards. People were queuing up at the two cash-only machines. There was no T elf present to chew out. She must have been off smoking crack in her little boof. I got the news that the machines had been down since yesterday from the guy hawking the Herald. ...
Mike Mennonno takes a look at this skewering of a T-based Missed Connections ad and wonders:
Do young women really view all potential suitors as possible sex offenders, or is this mostly a Davis Square thing?
Mike Mennonno applauds the T for agreeing to replace "that monstrosity" that's been at the station since the 1980s, but frets what the committee to find new art will come up with:
Righteousness_1 wants Davis Square residents to protest to Logan because airplanes are flying overhead. Eastie, Southie, JP and Roslindale residents collectively go: Awwww.
Ezra reports coming out of the Davis Square T stop last night just in time to see a couple get engaged:
... I turned my head to the left, and saw a young woman on the bench under the wisteria, a young man in a suit in front of her holding up a little black box. ...
Ari finds a Craigslist ad from some publishing company that says it needs a copy editor in David Square, Somerville.
Channel 5: Car Pursued By Police Crashes, Kills One; Crash Between SUV, Taxi.
ohohiloveyou reports:
a half hour ago, at one-thirty a.m., my girlfriend and i were awakened by a giant smash and someone yelling "get on the ground!" and "don't move your hands!"
seconds later, sirens of all kinds were heard through the neighborhood, coming to a point a few houses down from where we live, on kidder ave. ...
Spatch provides a real lagniappe today, concluding with observations on the news ticker (of the sort Boston doesn't have, nyah, nyah):
Ezra videos this sad, sad truck, which cruises the neighborhood while playing "Send In the Clowns."
Unbelman is a bit skeeved out by it:
I've been hearing it play Send in The Clowns SO LOUDLY and it belches out a lot of exhaust. When I heard it , I went looking for what the source of the noise was. I smelled it before I saw it.
And it looks so beat up. Lots of old and peeling off stickers on the side. ...
Robert David Sullivan reports he is spitting mad because the name and font of Dental Arts in Davis Square are so bad:
... I don't really want a creative dentist, and certainly not one with an artistic temperament. ("You Crest-eating Philistine! I'm trying to make a statement about the futility of belief, and you just want to eat corn on the cob!") ...
Ed. note: Hey, could be worse: At least they didn't pair the name and typeface with a happy tooth brushing its teeth.
You'll find him at the Diesel Cafe in Davis Square, Mike Mennonno reports:
... He took off his big florescent orange puffy coat and draped it over the back of his chair. He was wearing a Barney-the-Dinosaur purple sweater under it. Which I found just deeply, deeply troubling. But the true freakishness of this individual became undeniable when he sat down and set his florescent orange man-purse on the table. Then I saw that he was wearing a matching florescent orange oxford under the Barney-purple sweater. ...
Joye tries the Mr. Crepe where the Someday used to be:
... Oh. My. God. I don't care if you were the most devoted Someday fan in the world. You have to try these crepes. I had one that was chocolate and strawberry. It was to die for. *drool*
Turned off by the Rosebud's policy of no crosswords on weekends, new-to-Davis Mike Mennonno wanders into the Blue Shirt Cafe, where he reports that overhearing an amazingly stupid debate (over cows and chickens in some third-world hellhole) failed to make up for the absolutely horrible food.
Spatch observes Another Moment in Great T Bus Driving this morning, involving an impatient driver on route 94 determined to get through an intersection no matter what it took.
Jennifer Stewart, though, commends a driver on the 136 line in Melrose who actually stopped before the designated bus stop so she wouldn't have to run in yesterday's mini-slush to catch the bus