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This was the scene along the Massachusetts coast last week, as a mammoth blizzard-the worst since 1888-slammed the Northeast, dropping from 1 to 4 ft. of snow in the latest blast from a whiter of stormy discontent. Raging from Virginia to Maine, the hurricane-like storm killed at least 56 people, caused an estimated half billion dollars' worth of damage and crippled Connecticut, Massachusetts and Rhode Island for five days...
...speaking of a track meet against Princeton and Yale, there is one this weekend. The time is 1 p.m. Saturday and the place is the ITT Hall, which is next to the Watson Rink. Many people are hoping that the snow won't force some of the times to be slower, but since most of the snow fell outside the building, this is a minor consideration...
Except for WEEI, because that's an all-news station, and it may snow again soon. By the way--where does WBZ-FM come off calling itself a "New Wave" station (they announce the fact four times an hour, instead of playing commercials; somehow, considering the utterly objectionable recycled trash they've been playing these days, commercials might not be such a bad idea...Hmmm..."You're listening to the best in commercial radio, WBZ-FM Boston. That was Tom Carvel, from his Yonkers period, doing the classic 'Every Wednesday it's Sundae!' And now, cats and kittens...
When you're writing a thesis, you become a mindless shut-in, a recluse, a pariah. Your only contact with the outside world is whatever wafts in on the breeze through the sixth-floor windows in Mather House (last week, that meant 30 inches of snow, and I had quite a cleanup problem) and, needless to say, the radio. Well I've now closed my window until the winter is officially over, and I've given up on the radio. (Last night, WBCN, the one station you're still supposed to think is OK around here, devoted an entire hour...
...grooves are starting to wear out on my Elvis Costello album, and I grow more and more impatient with those who dismiss this "new wave" of really interesting music out of hand while they keep tuning in the same old Phoebe Snow when it's snowing out, or, even when it's not, allowing themselves to fall prey to a music industry which thinks it can sustain itself by suffusing everything with progressively less-and-less-thinly-veiled sexual imagery and by deifying preposterous 40-year old monstrosities like Heart and Queen and Kiss...