I had a dreadful walk to the subway this morning -- things didn't very successfully unfreeze yesterday, so not only were the sidewalks rather icey (when they weren't impassable because the house-owners hadn't bothered to shovel at all) but the side streets were damn icy as well. Seriously not good walking, and slow. On reflection, I should have gone over to Highland and proceeded there, since if nothing else there would have been more pedestrian traffic which would have helped clear the sidewalks.
I have no idea why Somerville, which has draconic parking enforcement, doesn't ticket landlords for failure to clear sidewalks in a timely fashion -- if nothing else, as a revenue activity. They would, you know,
clean up as the saying has it.
My sidewalk (which to be fair, is rather short, but is on the shady side of the street) is quite passable.
( boring work details )On the bright side... the reason I won't be going in to work tomorrow is that I'm taking the day off to go see
Return of the King... during daylight hours, when I'll be well-rested and able to appreciate all the better. And then be able to talk about it with my theatre-going companions for a lengthy while after.
The book I read during my England trip? You guessed it. And it was a 197X paperback copy -- I believe it may well have been the original one that I begged money from my Mom to purchase -- which gradually shed cover and first couple of pages during the trip. (Ah well, it was lighter that way, and I can damn well afford a replacement copy now.) Anyway, I'm freshly-enough reminded of the original story and prose that I'll be better able to enjoy the movie but also appreciate it as an adaptation as we view it.