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[Letter from the Editor]

DEAR READER

By CARA BAYLES

When I called Byron Rushing to tell him he was a Good Bostonian, he said, "The Weekly Dig? What did I do that's so funny now?" Have we become so notoriously cynical that no one believes our annual attempt at sincerity? I guess the answer, "I don't know, but we'll think of something," didn't help.

While you're perusing our picks for nine people who make Boston a better place, enjoy how good it feels to laugh at Joel McHale and the joyous clatter of the Asylum Street Spankers. Please also consider the Second Glass' unsung heroes of grapes and LUPEC's cocktail syrups, which might just put you in a philanthropic mood.

And, speaking of Good Bostonians, we'd like to add one more to the list. Courtney Cox has been bravely reading over raw Dig articles once a week since January. She now joins us full-time (yay!), and can give our ramblings the attention they need. This alone would make her a Samaritan, but she's also donating her time to tutor us in poker. So the next time you see someone from the Dig staff, watch out! We're going to hustle you for all you're worth.

Hey, we can't all be good Bostonians.

 



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Silly hats!

By CaraBayles on Thu, Aug 28, 2008 1:14 pm

From the floor of the Pepsi Center!

 

 

 

 

one hatone hat

Anti Climax

By CaraBayles on Thu, Aug 28, 2008 2:27 am

Rooooll call!Rooooll call!So, the roll call vote feels more like a game show than a democratic process. It basically goes like this:

Secretary Alice Germond (the host in our little metaphor), says the name of the state, and the giant screen behind her sports the state's name, and how many votes it's been afforded.

"State," says Germond.


Night Two of Pageantry

By CaraBayles on Wed, Aug 27, 2008 2:48 pm

On Monday night, your trusty Dig reporter was relegated to the press gallery, and spent an hour and a half trying to find the damn booth for rotating floor credentials, being sent up and down the stairs, getting a different answer from every DNCC staffer. It made my thighs slightly stronger and the ball of rage in my stomach significantly heavier. It made me wonder how the Dems would run a country, when they can't credential a reporter. But last night I found the magic booth and got onto the floor, so all is forgiven.






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