The Week That Was

Chronicling the past week via quick links and pithy commentary (our butts do all their own stunts, thank you very much edition)

1207749765We went to Opening Day: And we’re lucky we didn’t die. Sort of.

The Globe got some good news: We talked to Pulitzer-prize winner Mark Feeney.

Again, we say whew: Rumors of the death of the Pour House have been greatly exaggerated.

Bronson Arroyo: Still rocking hard. Nickelback is put on notice.

John Kerry: Democratic party Zen master.

It helps to have MySpace friends in high places: Mike Ross gives us a peek into how Democrats choose pledged delegates.

We get snobby: Culture Snob Dan Morrell rates the two hottest quarterbacks in Boston.

It’s almost worth it to park in a garage: Parking violation fees are going up in Boston.

Speaking of expensive propositions: Gov. Deval Patrick has a plan to build some bridges.

We have issues: Sorting through our feelings about Bill Buckner.

Mitt Romney hits the airwaves: It went about as badly as you’d expect.

Gov. Patrick goes on the record: He plans to run for reelection in 2010.

Karl Rove gets lei’d: Has anybody heard from the Harvard student that interviewed him today?

But his costumes are awesome: Cardinal Sean O’Malley tells us the Pope is not a rock star.

Don’t stop believin’: Mitt Romney may be John McCain’s running mate.

Quincy needs a slogan: Its residents are happy to come up with suggestions.

Feel something, say something: The MBTA goes perv hunting.

That’s all for this week. If you need us, we’ll be whetting the A-Rod hunting hawk’s appetite for blood.