In my day, we had to catch the last T at 9 p.m., or we walked home. When I was coming up, gentlemen asked if a lady wanted some post-coital water or pudding. When I was wee, we only got hot dogs on game day, and we had to read the news ourselves if we wanted to seem smart at the bar. We didn’t have these new fangled Internets to do it for us. Kids today.
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The Boston Globe’s owner, the benevolent and unstoppable John Henry, has vowed to make our news organization “aggressively relevant,” so HERE’S SOME TIMELY, SIGNIFICANT SMALL TALK, YA JERKS! But seriously, whether it’s Trafficgate, the future of fashion, or the latest marine medical oddity, here’s some barroom chatter that will make the guy on the barstool next to yours curse himself for getting his news from the Drudge Report. More
There’s plenty to talk about at the bars after this crazy week, thanks to a mascot meet-and-greet, our crack-smoking neighbors to the north, and the fact that we can ship several tons of candy to troops overseas … but not enough food and water to victims of Haiyan. Use this crash quiz on current events to dazzle your friends and acquaintances over alcoholic beverages this weekend with tales of Tom Menino and tallest building trivia. More
