i heard there was some sort of dance event happening in harvard square, but when i swung by in the afternoon it was business as usual. since it was still relatively early, i made a trip to haymarket in boston. with the weather so nice for a change, i just really wanted to ride the motorcycle around town, didn't really care where i was going.
i must not have been paying much attention today, because at charles station i took a wrong turn and went through beacon hill, taking the long way to haymarket. from chinatown i took another wrong turn and went down the big dig tunnel, surfacing at north station. this is significant because it's the first time i've traveled through the big dig tunnel on my motorcycle. these tunnels always made me anxious because i remember when they first opened, the very first fatality was a motorcyclist who fell off his bike and slammed into the wall.
after dropping off the latest produce haul at the cafe, i went back home. for dinner, i had some frozen homemade chinese dumplings. i watched a d-day documentary on the history channel, followed by the cheerleading movie fired up. i thought it was going to be some raunchy sex comedy about 2 star high school football players who decide to go to a cheerleading camp in order to score chicks, but it was actually an empowering comedic "afterschool special" sort of film, with more swearing and sexual innuendos. they even referenced bring it on, which is like the golden standard of cheerleading films.