Kim Angelovich watched half-naked Northeastern students on their annual Parents Weekend underwear run through the Fenway and Back Bay tonight.
Roving photographer DGA reports some Fort Point yarnbombers (spiderweb bombers?) have outfitted the rickety and long closed stairs at A Street up to Summer Street for the upcoming holiday. At least, we hope that's what happened; we'd hate to think of the spider that would have made those webs.
We went up to Topsfield yesterday for the last day of the fair. Saw the giant pumpkin (was so hard not to yell "It's gourdgeous!" while standing in front of it), saw our annual fill of farm animals and award-winning collections of root vegetables and took in the lumberjack competition, in which guys dressed mainly in flannel plaid shirts competed in such manly pursuits as axe throwing, log sawing and, of course, logrolling.
Matt Conti attended the Columbus Day Parade in the North End, where a number of people dressed up as pirates.
Tim Mouradian, meanwhile, journeyed to Salem, which, he reports, "is fun in October."
Bonney watched the sun come up this morning from the Liberty Hotel.
They could be Boston's quietest ethnic community - you just don't hear much about the Albanians of Roslindale and West Roxbury. But Kathy Cahill spotted some Albanian graffiti in Roslindale this morning. Translated, it means "Long live Comrade Enver Hoxha," a paean to the Communist tyrant who ruled the country from 1944 until his death in 1985.
Film extolling the shoku's greatness - all in Albanian, but you'll get the idea.
Saul Blum captured the sunset over Waltham this evening.
OK, it rained for the Roslindale parade today, but marchers - and parade-goers - were prepared, with umbrellas (well, most of them) and plastic bags for bagpipes and loudspeakers. And if the rain took out a sign or two, dancers still do catapults, kids still collected candy and candidates still worked the (maybe a bit thinner) crowds.
Look who John Gates ran into on the Green Line tonight.