Boston

Today I went to Boston to visit Loren Marshall at Harvard, with an assortment of fun people. Superb weather, we watched a great sunset from a bridge over the Charles. And a random man took a picture with us, and we promised to tag him on Facebook.

ANYWAYS. Roaring crescendo of the night: We found a rave in Harvard Square. I have never danced like that. We circled random strangers, and danced around them until they were free from the chains of their insecurity, and danced crazy with us. 

By the time we left (screaming and laughing, pretending to be running from something awful), we were pretty popular. People had cameras out.

Effing blasty blast.