Con Chapman is a Boston-area prize-losing author whose works include two novels, Making Partner and CannaCorn, and The Year of the Gerbil, a history of the '78 Red Sox-Yankees pennant race. He is the author of ten published plays, which have been performed in Boston, New York and elsewhere. His humor has appeared in Barron's, The Christian Science Monitor, The Boston Globe, The Atlantic Monthly and Salon.com.
BOSTON. Mayor Marty Walsh lashed out angrily today at a survey that ranked Boston the seventh-rudest city in America, saying “We take a back seat to no one when it comes to pissing people off.”
“You know what you can do with yer bleepin’ rudeness survey, pal!”
“That’s gotta be wrong,” Walsh said in a freewheeling press conference that touched on a variety of lifestyle issues. “People come here for the culture, but they st
WELLESLEY FALLS, Mass. Newcomers to this upscale suburb of Boston, Don and Sherry Fagles thought their five year-old, Brett, was set when they bought a house in the affluent Fulton school district. “We were comforted by the fact that he’d be playing with some of the wealthiest children in America,” says Sherry, a former commercial real estate broker. “Then our dreams came crashing down around us.”
Stephen Potter, a British humorist who has undeservedly faded into obscurity, is the father of “one-upmanship,” a strategem for besting an opponent–somewhat unfairly–without actually cheating.
One accomplishes this by throwing an opponent off his game without violating any rule. Thus, when playing pool, the accomplished one-upsman doesn’t cough or stand in the field of vision of an opponent who is lining up a shot, but corrects others in the room for talking too loud o
NEEDHAM, Mass. Curtis Bascomb, Jr. is a third-generation family business owner, so he has more than just his time and money invested in his workplace. “Grandad founded this place on a promise,” he says with a trace of a lump in his throat. “He believed no poet should ever go without a figure of speech because of high prices.”
“I’m looking for a synechdoche for wine.”
And so the Poets Discount Supply House was born, a harmonic convergence of New
Several cats can make use of the same hunting ground without coming into conflict by using it according to a timetable, in the same way as housewives use a communal washhouse. An additional safeguard against undesirable encounters is the scent marks which these animals–the cats, not the housewives–deposit wherever they go.
DOWNERS GROVE, Illinois. At the age of 67, Zack Coffelt still can’t believe he’s a grandfather, much less a happy one. “My generation believed you couldn’t trust anyone over 30, and now I’m an old geezer myself,” he says with a laugh.
But Coffelt does his best not to fit the stereotype of the conventional grandparent; he insists that his grandson, five-year old Todd, call him by his first name instead of “Gramps,” and he tries his best to impart the lessons of ’60′s counterculture to
WORCESTER, Mass. Three close friends of Mike Andruzzioni, a part-time cab dispatcher who also tends bar, were among the recipients of the 2017 Michael C. Andruzzioni “Freakin’ Genius” grants, awarded annually since 2010 to innovators in the arts, sciences and video games.
Mike, considering the finalists.
“This year’s winners represent the best and the brightest of America’s slacker dudes and dudettes, and promise to make substantial contributions to American cul
The Animal Reproduction Institute of Uruguay has produced a genetically altered lamb that glows under ultraviolet light.
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You know what really gives me the creeps? The very idea of phosphore
If I had math skills, oh the things I could do! I could probably tell you the square root of two. I’m sure I could reel off the Rule of 78s and impress both close friends and also blind dates.
But alas, I crapped out at geometry so you won’t get any math insights out of me. I don’t know calculus, don’t know trig, don’t know statistics, and don’t care a fig.
You see, there was a girl in the back row of class, and rather than listen I pi
FALL RIVER, Mass. Tony Amico and Greg Brown are two “finish” carpenters who spend their days installing cabinets in kitchens and bathrooms. “It’s not Finnish like Teemu Selanne,” Amico says, referring to the former high-scoring NHL winger from Finland. “It’s ‘finish’, like ‘Let’s finish this job and go get some lunch,’” he laughs.
“Hedgehogs are neither hedges nor hogs!”
When it’s time for lunch, Amico and Brown usually head for a local co