I gazed out to our front yard, and what to my wondering eyes should appear:
Frosty melted and turned into a (functioning) iPhone–oh dear!

A phone appears in the snow

December 23, 2013 December 23, 2013 oddities by Scott No Comments

I received an “important questionnaire” today from Blue Cross Blue Shield of Massachusetts. The return address on the letterhead is a P.O. Box in Oaks, Pennsylvania. The destination address printed on the reply envelope is a different P.O. Box in Omaha, Nebraska.

Am I the only one who thinks this is a little weird for a company whose name ends in “of Massachusetts?”

At the very least, they should offer some explanation.

July 9, 2012 July 9, 2012 oddities by Scott No Comments

  • America does not have air conditioning.
  • Americans are bracing for attack from tourists. Big poster near immigration agent warns: “WE ARE AMERICA’S FIRST LINE OF DEFENSE.”
  • Americans are strong in the face of challenges. Emergency evacuation instructions inside AirTrain read: “Step 1: Remain inside the train.” Where I come from, when train catches on fire we run out the door!
  • Americans do not clean bathrooms so much. Crust on floor and stink of animal quarters reminds me of outhouse in the old country!
  • Newark is in the state of New York. My friend, he tells me it was in New Jersey, but souvenir t-shirts all say “New York.”

March 31, 2010 March 31, 2010 oddities by Scott No Comments

The low-slung, decaying Boylston Street building which houses, among other things, the Berklee Books + Music store has been getting some much-needed remodeling recently. But I was a little disappointed by the appearance yesterday of a garish, one-story-high saxophone sculpture bolted between the windows over the bookstore.

Unfortunately for the bookstore, the space above is low-rent student housing. Pasted in the window beside the saxophone is a large hand-lettered poster which reads:

WANTED: 15 FOOT TALL BASSIST + DRUMMER FOR GIGANTIC SAXOPHONE TRIO

January 28, 2010 January 28, 2010 oddities by Scott No Comments

A couple of days ago, a representative of the transit authority handed me a survey. I am happy to provide any feedback that improves train service, so I promptly filled it out. But imagine my surprise when, after being forced to identify my age, profession, income, race, and non-Hispanic status with multiple-choice checkboxes, they left another key question open to, um, greater interpretation:

What is your gender (example: male, female)? _________________________

A simple lazy error or a anti-discriminatory concession to aneuploids? I wonder.

April 16, 2009 April 16, 2009 oddities by Scott 1 Comment

Fish sticks.

March 1, 2009 March 1, 2009 oddities by Scott 5 Comments

I finally got to shake hands with Jim—the bald, mustachioed co-owner of El Pelón Taqueria—at a neighborhood meeting tonight. He wants everyone to know that the restaurant is committed to re-opening in the same location as soon as possible. And while that may mean waiting until 2010, he assured me that my fully-punched frequent burrito card will still be honored.

As we were talking, I realized that he is the face on the front of my t-shirt. How weird is that?

February 24, 2009 February 24, 2009 oddities by Scott 1 Comment

Bell System advertisement In my home, this advertisement takes on multiple levels of irony. (Source: Bell System Memorial)

January 12, 2009 January 12, 2009 oddities by Scott 3 Comments

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