sneaky boston

I performed a covert day and a half trip to boston for sneaky birthday fun. It was good fun, and I got to have my favorite turkey sangwich from the greatest sandwich maker in the world, the dreadlocked girl at Shays. Turkey sang on french bread. Plus we had balloons, broken glasses, and 40lbs of mardi gras beads to round off the party. Then I went to NYC to meet with a headhunter who basically told me that I'd be lucky to make the same salary there that I did in Cambridge, all because too many talented jerks want to live there....supply and demand.