With Proper Training…

No, I’m not going to Boston any time soon, but while I was backing up all of my precious little files in preparation of an update to Windows XP, I found a little gem.

Back in the fall of 1999, I got an invite to some Christmas related party at this radio promo company in Boston. It wasn’t a very practical idea to go, but I passed the idea on to Flynn who we all now know seems to have a love affair with Boston and we were on our way.

Here’s Flynn with his “Oh my god I can’t believe we’re going to boston totally last minute like this!” face captured as I picked him up in the Creative Arts House parking lot.

I think it was at this poinst that he mentioned that Micah would be joining us on this adventure. The details escape me, but I believe we took a quick cruise through Cutten to pick Micah up and then we were off on 12B in our very cozy truck.

Micah shows off his mad pull up skills in order to avoid his soul being taken by my evil camera while the pre-gym Flynn struggles to dangle.

So the party we went to pretty much sucked. The guy that invited us wasn’t a very good host at all and Flynn got really bored and started acting rather childish yelling out all the windows and shit. We took off after maybe an hour of hanging around and decided to explore the city. Highlight of the trip included walking down the center median of Mass Ave only to find out that it suddenly disappears at which point we were walking down the center double yellow line of Mass Ave. Very dangerous and not recommended. We also made sure to walk on the grass at Harvard. Take that!

After our exploration we got tired and with no money decided to park at a rest area and sleep. I had brought up this little fold out sofa from my last trip home and never took the time to unload it out of my truck. This proved to add a little comfort to the cold cold night spent by Flynn and Micah locked in the back of the truck. No, I wasn’t planning on abducting them or anything, but earlier one of them found a note written on a stall of the men’s bathroom that read something like “Out of money and gas. Will do anything for help.” followed by the date which turned out to be the day before. They totally thought they were going to get butt raped or something so I locked up the back. Flynn was the last to wake up and also slept most of the way home in the back as well.

After waking Flynn up, we ventured back to Cambridge and found some free parking in front of this super ghetto building. I think we actually took this picture to capture the fact that there are these doors on the second and third floor with no stairs.

Here’s a picture as we went to drive under the Sheraton. Very scary!

Here’s a bunch of buildings:

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