Journal Boston

       We arrived in Boston after a pretty uneventful drive.  We first drove around Cambridge trying to see some sights and eventually came across M.I.T. and Harvard.  Then we went to stay with our friend Ashlei's sister Jessie and her boyfriend Chris.  It was Superbowl Sunday when we arrived so we figured we had to watch the game from a Harvard Bar (pronounced Hah Vahd Bah).  Chris drove us back to Cambridge to this quaint pub called the Hong Kong-featured in playboy magazine as Harvard's most happening bar.  Joey and I decided to stay there and play a few rounds of golden tee (popular bar video golf game) and darts and check in every once in a while on the score of the big game, though we had no idea who the hell either of the two teams were.  I whooped Joey's ass at golden tee and he pretty much spanked me at darts as I recall, of course I was pretty blotto.  Then a real cool bouncer named Ian came over and chatted it up with us a bit.  (see picture).  We ended up leaving the bar and going across the street to investigate the Harvard campus.  We wanted to know what the big deal was anyway.  It's just another school, right?  Well we went into their main square and Joey jumped into a pile of snow and made snow angels and I decided that after a few drinks I needed to relieve myself and proceeded to urinate on one of the world's most prestigious universities.  I did it as a sign of protest to the ivy league university system's practice of making themselves seem so much better than everybody else.  Okay, I really just had to go to the bathroom and nothing else was available.   So that pretty much sums up our stay in Boston, a really beautiful city with a lot of hsitory-and a really good college with pee on it:)