Word: beers
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Patrick divides the world into two categories. "You are either a reader or not," he says. "Most people have no time. They do not want to read. They'd rather have a beer." Luckily for McIntyre and Moore, they have an international reputation, cheaper rent than the Square, and devoted customers, including some "who come in every single day, seven days a week." That may seem extreme to some, but McIntyre and Moore is certainly the place to fulfill your longing for books that aren't on the syllabus...
...have to confess that over spring break I purchased a cheesy tourist t-shirt in the Cayman Islands. It depicts a glaring imitation of a beer bottle label in vivid yellow, green and red. Robert J. Levy '95 informs me that the next step is to "cut off the sleeves and have a buff tank-top for summer." Is this the next wave...
...course, the obvious response is that WBUR'swhimper represents the equivalent of all the hoursof paid advertising I'd hear on commercial radio.But at least commercial advertisements offer somevariety--first they compare buying a particularmake of car to sex, and then they compare drinkinga particular brand of beer to sex, and then theyplug the station. Public radio has a morechallenging task: to make people pay for a servicethey'd get for free in any case...
...even see anyone who looked as though they might once, in an idle fantasy, have thought about carding me. My first cocktail waitress ever--the first ever to serve me, that is--came to our table a few moments later. When she asked me for my order, I chose beer. A natural Canadian instinct, but that was not enough. I suddenly realized that I had to specify what kind of beer I wanted. "Gimme a Blue," I stuttered. Wrong, the grad students told me, everybody orders that their first time...
Well, it was downhill from there. Beer and nachos, diaquiris and nachos, margaritas and nachos, margaritas and beer--these filled a few nights each week for the next couple of months. I found in myself a seemingly endless tolerance. Once a week the grad students played the faculty and everyone else (meaning me) in softball; the profs wouldn't even take the field until the beer came...