Jim Gatos reports that a broker in another part of the country who found him via his blogging wanted to give him some potential business. But then:

... [H]e asked me a bizarre, really bizarre question. I NEVER imagined THIS question could be construed as a "qualification"...

If this type of question was asked by a potential employer to a job interviewee, I can only imagine the civil right violations and the potential for lawsuits it may have opened up.

"Are you a Christian" real estate agent? Because my friends, they asked me to find them a "Christian" real estate agent." ...

Gatos thought and then answered he didn't feel comfortable answering the question. He didn't get the referral.

With a third kid on the way, Miguelina needs a larger vehicle. She can't really deal with the idea of a mini-van, so she and husband go looking for a crossover - at a GM dealership:

... The scruffy Chevy salesman still had the balls to tell me that the Chevy Traverse is a great "girl car" AND then he took my husband out back for a little talk, about what, I don't know. Probably about how "girls" aren't welcome at Chevy dealers? And, hey! Let's take a look at our shiny Camaros? My husband kept looking back at me nervously, because he knew I was pissed AND he knew that it was over. Because I'm a mean "girl." ...

Susan Johnson was one of the people banned by mistake from Twitter over the weekend. She ponders what it means:

... emailed support begging them to restore my account and promising to be a better citizen of the Twittersphere (though in truth, I think I'm already a pretty good citizen). This morning, with just as much warning (meaning zilch), my account was mysteriously back to normal. There were no signs of a hacker, and Twitter didn't even bother to send me an automated email (Dear Twitter: I know you know how to send automated emails because I get several per day!).

I'm happy to have my account restored and I realize that Twitter is a free service (for now, at least), but I'm also a little miffed that they can suspend someone with zero warning and without even an automated courtesy email explaining why. ...

Another banned Twitterer, Tom O'Keefe, reports, in the comments here that without Twitter, he was forced to use a phone to call a friend to meet for some ice cream at JP Licks.

Massport arrivals list at 11 p.m. Yellow means delays of up to 45 minutes; red means even longer delays.

Lots of canceled, diverted and delayed flights at Logan Airport tonight thanks to fog and, apparently, some sort of problem with the system used to guide planes into the airport.

Spencer McEwen tweets he has now been stuck sitting at T.F. Green on a Logan-bound Virgin plane longer than if the airline had simply put everybody on buses and driven them to Logan - and then driven them back to Green for the hell of it and then back to Boston. They've already had to pump out the plane's waste systems so passengers can relieve themselves again as they wait for "the Logan approach system" to get fixed.

UPDATE, 11:09 p.m.: McEwen reports the flight crew is now rationing what little food they have: Children and the elderly get first dibs.

UPDATE, 12:04 a.m: McEwen tweets on arrival in Boston:

Touchdown in Boston. Everybody cheered and clapped.

Steve Garfield tweets he was late getting in from LaGuardia due to the fog.

Rubble flies into neighbors' yards during blasting at West Roxbury Crushed Stone's quarry at Centre and Grove:

South Shore Pragmatist to National Grid and its proposed rate hike: Have you no sense of decency?

Fabulously Out There chronicles her bang-head-on-wall adventures in trying to get a working modem from Verizon:

... The dude in India puts me on hold just to come back to say "Ma'am, we don't have any record that this is a Verizon modem you have. Therefore, we can offer you to buy a new modem."

At which point, dear Verizon, my HEAD exploded. I asked him to put me through to Sales, because, CLEARLY, this is a Verizon modem. VERIZON is written on it, the VERIZON man BROUGHT it to my house when he fixed the phone line.....the customer service lady transferred me to the "appropriate office" which, OF COURSE, is closed on Saturdays and Sundays. ...

Leonnea gets the scoop on the blonde and the brunette on the Bob's furniture ads: Neither is married to him.

The talking leather recliner is.

Guy taking macro shots of tulips in front of a Bank of America branch downtown is ordered to stop by a bank rent-a-cop.

Paul Levy reports on the tsouris he is having thanks to a Bank of America ATM in Newton Centre that ate both his ATM card and the checks he was attempting to deposit.

He follows up with a post on his travails with a Bank of America rep who contacted him via Twitter.