I hate Boston.  The Red Sox, the Patriots, the accents, their non-New York-ness, the Tea Party (oh wait, that was cool), the Red Sox, you get it.....

Last night, VH1 wiped all of my anti-Boston ridiculousness away by airing the greatest soul-doc I've ever seen: THE NIGHT JAMES BROWN SAVED BOSTON. 

April 5, 1968 -- the morning after one of the most catastrophic moments in American history: the assassination of Martin Luther King. The night before, America's inner cities began going up in flames. The night before, there was trouble in Roxbury, Boston's ghetto. Word on the street is that it's about to get worse. A lot worse.

At Boston's City Hall, Mayor Kevin White is trying to figure out what he can do to keep the fragile peace. Reportedly, he's about to cancel that day's biggest gathering -- a long-scheduled James Brown concert at the Boston Garden. Then, a call from one of Boston's most influential R&B DJs to the lone black city councilman points out the danger of that decision. Simply, he says, if the concert is cancelled, Boston might have the biggest uprising since the Boston Tea Party. And so, faced with the grim reality of making the wrong decision, the mayor and his team turn it around. Rather than cancel the show, they ask "Is there something James Brown can do to help?"

IS THERE SOMETHING JAMES BROWN CAN DO TO HELP?!  F Me!  That might be the most amazing question ever posed in American history.  

So, in one night, all of this is dumped on my shoulders and I'm left alone with one thought: The JBs dig Boston and I don't?  I should crawl back to the kennel from whence I came.....

- Otis

For real people?  We're onto Recumbent Bikes?  What happened to the beach cruiser?  Mountain Bike?  Road Bike?  Hybrid?  Not for you, right?  Had to Recumbent, didn't you.

Lets be honest - its so cocky.  Laying down when you ride?  Seriously?!?  Orange flag flapping off the back? F U!  Are you an out of bounds marker or are you ordering a drink at a beach resort?  God dammit!  And whats up with all Recumbie's in full Tour De Douche get ups?  You never see the cargo-shorts / tshirt guy buzzing over to Pick n Save for 1/2 n 1/2....its always spandexed up, ass padded tards, weird bike cleats, the whole deal.  And the rear views off the handlebars and the helmet?  Who are you, the Monoploy Guy?  I gotta stop.  

Till greener pastures,

 Otis

The hangover is gone and I am back where I should be:  Coffeed up, stretched out and musing / napping 10 hours per day.  I did manage to tag up NYC a bit on the way to the dog park.  I also managed to return a tux to Men's Warehouse filled with booze and salt (for real).  No pics on that one though but its a good story for another time.

Onward & Upward - Otis