THE JOURNEY TO BOSTON (wow, my title has the names of two classic rock bands in it!)


Would you like to hear about my triumphant return to the city of boston? Okay. I took a VERY bumpy plane ride to my former city last friday. Bought some subway tokens and cruised the city. Saw a terrible movie (Date Movie) and read some books for free at the galleria. Possibly ate a cookie too.

I was feeling smart, so I went to Harvard and pretended to be a college student and hung out on campus, watching the Olympics on a giant projection screen.

It was time to return to PBS to rock with all the former members of my inner circle of coolness. I walked in to WGBH, and security wouldn't let me in. They said something about my sudden awesome return causing a frenzy of people to storm the building, trying to get my autograph. Anyways, I dropped a few names, and got in. I hugged my former TV family members, updating them on my travels and laughing a lot.

TV producer: "Eric, it's good to see you"!
Me: "Yes, it IS good to see me"!

It felt great to be back in a place that held such warm memories. I was once again buzzing in the beehive of greatness.

Later, myself and my other friend Eric (technically, I'm Eric #2) went and rented the worst/best movies we could find. Movies that are so bad they're awesome! We watched a documentary called "Project Grizzly". Canadian moron builds a robot armor suit so Grizzlies won't kill him. Tests out strength of suit by having friends hit him with crushing logs, baseball bats, fire, speeding trucks, and bullets. I am NOT making this up!

Woke up on saturday and watched Olympic curling. I love curling. I wish I could curl. Fascinating. Sadly, no one else shares this love. Now was the time for Eric's 1 and 2 to go do what we do best. Go outside in freezing cold weather and kick field goals on a field covered in goose poop. I missed a bunch, but ended by nailing a perfect 35 yarder! Kicking field goals is fun. Singing Hulk Hogan's entrance music while kicking them is a good way to get pumped.

Later, we were joined by Shannon and Arelitsa for some good old fashioned hanging out. Many stories were told by all, including scary camping ones and skill crane bragging.

On sunday, I once again woke up to the sweet vision of curling. This may have shortened my stay at Eric's. Not really. We watched another bad movie called "Counterforce", staring Isaac Hayes and some other army guys with machine guns. super hilarious. I wish my old boy scout troop had been more like Counterforce. Less merit badges and more shooting bad guys wearing capes.

Then, I met up with the lovely and super cool Katie. We tried to play Lasertron, but there were too many little kids running around. So we did the next best thing. Got milkshakes, talked about zombies and their flexibility, and played at the arcade. I was bested twice at air hockey, but won some tickets playing skeeball. Way cool.

Finally, it was time to go to the airport and wait as my flight was delayed for two hours. I didn't mind, I enjoy being in Boston.