The grocery store where it's Halloween every day, at least according to the font. Scaaaaary Martin's, scaaaaaary Martin's.
Check out the survey at CommonCensus, which is being used to create a map that breaks down the United States into spheres of influence, centered around major cities instead of traditional state boundaries. Boston's area is pretty huge, encompassing almost all of New England (except for that Yankee territory down in southern Connecticut), but not nearly the size of the western regions, like the one surrounding Denver. The map did sort of remind me of this one that floated around the internerd after the last election. I got the CommonCensus link courtesy of Bostonist.
The one I've checked off? Marathon. San Diego, 2003. I haven't made any progress on the list since then, but recently, an unexpected opportunity of the driving Route 66 has arisen. I'll keep you posted when I know for sure.
One woman had a large lump on her head and appeared to be unconscious, he
said. When she came to, the first thing she said was: "Are you Nomar?" Victor
Then Normar replied "Thanks, beautiful." (Okay, I made that last part up.)
Supplier of more than half of McDonald's french fries gets richer as we get
rounder. Eighth-grade dropout left home after quarrel with dad. Worked on farm
with spuds and hogs; branched into processing potatoes, other vegetables. Today
produces more than 2 billion pounds of french fries a year. Reinvested potato
proceeds into equities: owns big stakes in Micron Technology, Remington Oil.
In 1985, for example, Marshall underwent gastric biopsy to prove he didn't
carry the bacterium, then deliberately infected himself to show that it caused acute
gastric illness. In a paper published in the Medical Journal of Australia he
described developing a mild illness over a course of 14 days, which included
histologically proven gastritis.