Kendall Square

Making a withdrawal

bank robber Cambridge Police say this is a photo of a woman who held up the Bank of America branch at 226 Main St. in Kendall Square on March 25:

The suspect handed the teller a note demanding money. The suspect managed to escape with some cash.

She's also wanted for robbing a Citizens Bank branch on Cambridge Street yesterday.

Call 617-349-3370 with any info.

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Quantum quits Kendall

Jammer reports that Kendall Square mainstay Quantum Books is shutting down its retail store and retreating into its warehouse out in the boonies at the end of this week:

... They will have browsing area for anyone who wants to make the trek, but it won't be the same as dropping by there before work or at lunch to get intellectually centered. ...

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Bang the drumstick slowly

You better go get a box of Kleenex before you hit the Play button on Ernie Sarro's long goodbye to Kendall Square's Mr. Gobbles (Via David Harris). The one consolation is that Mr. Gobbles hasn't yet gone to that Great Platter in the Sky - only to Dedham.


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Good gravy: Kendall Square loses winged icon

The Cambridge Chronicle reports that Mr. Gobbles has been moved to Dedham after being hit by a car last month.

Mr. Gobbles had preened and pecked on the grounds of the Volpe Transportation Center since 2003. Unlike his man-eating cousins in Brookline, Mr. Gobbles never bothered anybody. Today, he has the run of the Animal Rescue League's 27-acre refuge in wildest Dedham.

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The Red Line's mysterious hour-long delay this afternoon

Shirley got caught in it, finally abandons ship and just goes home.

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Stay to the right on the Longfellow

Globe: Heavy vehicles banned from bridge's left lanes.

Bonus explanatory journalism from a paper apparently unsure if most of its readers actually live in the Boston area:

The bridge - sometimes called the "salt and pepper bridge" because of its four towers that look like spice shakers ...

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What sort of idiot straps an old TV to a light pole?

Main Street at Mass. Ave. in Cambridge shut down, evacuated; police sent in a bomb robot, then used high-pressure water to destroy:

An old, gutted television set

An old, gutted 19-inch television set strapped to a light pole that was missing the front of an electrical panel. Make sure to read to the very end of that link for some comments from somebody who really knows what's important in life.

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Fine dining in Kendall Square

Squab to go:

... [Reed Sturtevant] was walking to lunch in the square yesterday with another former Lotus legend, Bob Frankston, when an unusual sight stopped them in their tracks. As Sturtevant described it: "a hawk eating a pigeon in the middle of the sidewalk while about a dozen people stood around and watched. Bob had his camera and took this pic."

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Roving gangs of Greenpeace canvassers

Moxie admires their moxie, but needs a breather from the earnest young kids with the clipboards:

... OK, the summer canvassers from Greenpeace and Save the Children are bringing it on a little too hard. They are EVERYWHERE. If I leave the building at lunch, they corner me on Boylston. Tonight I got off the T at Kendall and there were 5 young, well-meaning people from Greenpeace in matching blue shirts lining Main Street, earnestly trying to get more signatures. Or maybe it's members. I don't know because I usually just tell them that I've signed it already so I can keep going. ...

Earlier:

Somebody finally snaps when approached by a Greenpeace kid.
The Greenpeace kids could learn something from the bustling bums of Boylston Street.

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A beautiful night

Shutterscript goes out with a camera last night and discovers a world of color at the Longfellow Bridge:

... When I went out to take pictures tonight I expected the heavy cloud coverage would make for less than ideal conditions. My camera quickly proved me wrong. As I opened the camera up stop by stop I began to notice a myriad of colors appear. First blue, then pink, then orange, followed by the lush greenery of the foreground. Slightly perplexed I put my camera down and looked up at the sky. Was it my eyes or camera that was betraying me? I searched for the answer meticulously as my eyes panned the night before me.

The closer I looked the more I could see that it was I who was at fault. Directly above my oblivious self was one of the most beautiful skies I have ever seen. ...

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