St. Botolph's Day
Happy St. Botolph's Day!!! June 17 is the feast day of Botolph, a 7th-century English monk. Actual historical details of Botolph are sketchy, but he had a lot of churches named after him and one church in Lincolnshire became the center of "Botolph's Town," shortened to Boston.
A lot of the Puritans who settled the Massachusetts Bay Colony were from the Boston, England area and named their new hometown after it, which is deeply ironic because the Puritan's were staunchly against "papist" practices like naming places after saints.
Today, June 17 is a legal holiday in Suffolk County, Massachusetts (my kids even got the day off from school until a few years ago) but not for any reason to do with Botolph. June 17, 1775 was the date of the Battle of Bunker Hill in Charlestown, MA and so the day is commemorated as Bunker Hill Day.
People also connect the date 6/17 to Boston because the city's area code is 617.
The Boston Celtics won their most recent NBA Championship on June 17, 2008 and if all goes well, they could win another championship tonight!
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i love how the show made sure 1) to show us that for once boston was extremely reluctant to make sexual advances on someone and atom absolutely did all the work, and then also blamed boston for not wanting to see him again, despite the clearly established boundaries; and 2) to explicitly frame the fact that boston as a gay man (particularly a promiscuous gay man) is seen as predatory by having chueam verbally frame the situation as the classic deeply homophobic "homosexual preying on the young and inexperienced and turning them to the "homosexual lifestyle"" idea (reflected in anything from 1961's "boys beware" short to the current "protect children from drag queens" moral panic), and y'all are STILL somehow saying that boston is at fault here, just because he is a shitty friend and a selfish person. like i'm sorry, but a leap from these honestly regular human traits to literal blackmail and sexual assault is not as obvious and easy as some of you seem to think.
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i learned that the smoot is a unit of measure named for Oliver R. Smoot, an MIT student who as a fraternity pledge was forced to measure the Harvard Bridge using himself as a ruler. A smoot is equal to five feet, seven inches. (x)
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Muppet Fact #989
Papa Bear is friends with Keith Lockhart, the conductor of the Boston Pops.
Source:
Elmo's Musical Adventure: Peter and the Wolf. 2001.
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Crazy how people are still trying to make some type of discussion like it’s not obvious, that little “politics” shit needs to go Caitlin Clark will win ROTY even if some of this crazy ass, non watching wbb “fans” like it or not and yk what is really bad for this upcoming college players to disrespect cc like this some of them will make de league and are probably going to get demolished by her so I understand their fear but you know what keeping it real I’m sooo excited for this half of the season to start… bc it’s only gonna bet better from here on. Haters need to be ready, this is Caitlin Clark’s league y’all just weren’t ready for this type of motion.
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Yesterday, Tribble had a dental to remove one cracked carnassial tooth which turned into removing twelve teeth with cracked roots and root fragments (!) and also a gingival mass (!!) underneath her crappy ass incisors. (Vet thinks it's probably a function of gingival irritation but the mass has been fully excised and sent for pathology anyway; I'll hear back about that one in a week or so but I'm trying not to worry about it.)
I suddenly suspect I know a lot more about why Tribble has always been a reluctant chewer and biter. Dammit. (My vet assured me that she'd had no idea until she had to X ray her jaw to find all the fragments of the carnassial, but I still feel bad.)
Anyway, it's Tribble's thirteen birthday / twelfth gotcha day next week, and I am plotting birthday mush recipes. None of that is the problem.
The problem is that Matilda is Worried.
She was fine until Tribble came home sore and bloody mouthed and tired, at which point she insisted on carefully sniffing Tribble from nose to tail, several times over, and then checking over her periodically for the rest of the evening. Tibbs did not want to go alongside for the first couple of trips outside because she's sore, and Matilda kept going back to stare intently at her and make unhappy noises while Tribble sulked and ignored her.
Okay. Mildly annoying for everyone, but okay.
Except that at bedtime, Matilda fretfully woke up humans every goddamn hour or two to check on Tibbs. You know. In case we could fix it, or we didn't know. If Tribble was distressed that would have been one thing, but she just slept through it on her cozy heated orthopedic bed.
At one point, I am informed, she was offered Ball in case that was what she wanted, but no: she wanted to go make sure Tribble was okay. Ball is the highest reward in her universe at the moment, so that was... significant.
I'm glad you care, Matilda, but oh my fuck I am so tired
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