This place is great! My professors are cool and I already got to watch a surgery! Just kidding; I don't really "go" to Harvard Medical School, but I do go there! The job is going well. The people are great and it's less than two miles from my apartment. I readjusted to working life pretty well, I think. I can keep track of the days again, which is nice. There's a cafeteria for when I don't pack a lunch, and a blues band played in the quad one afternoon. It's the intellectual, stimulating environment I've been seeking, so I hope I can make something permanent out of it. There aren't any undergrads, and because of the research, there's much more at this location than classrooms. Harvard Medical School has around 17 affiliated hospitals in Boston. Click on the picture to see an enlargement. I love this building.
I can ride Mike the Bike to work, and lock him up in a cage for safe keeping. Look, he's official!
If you look closely, and if you've ever placed a bike in a rack, you might notice how upright Mike is. These racks somehow are more stable, so Mike doesn't fall over. My Harvard ID card was specially coded to allow me into the cages.
And I just like the blue Hydrangeas.
I didn't bike to work yesterday, because I met a new friend of mine for happy hour right after work. I took the train to meet her. The train/subway system in Boston is broken down (pardon the pun) into five connecting lines, each a different color. The final stop is the name of the train. Therefore, each line has two names, depending on which way you're heading. The orange line, for example, has Oak Grove at its northern end, and Forest Hills at its southern end. If you're heading north on the orange line, you're on the Oak Grove train. To meet my friend yesterday, I took the green line to the blue line. The last stop for the blue line in the direction I was heading is Wonderland. I delighted in hearing the announcer say, "Attention passengers: The next blue line train for Wonderland is now approaching." I envisioned something like Pleasure Island in Pinocchio!
And on a completely different subject:
Look Dad: red brick, wrought iron, outer stairs leading up to the front door, but look at that sneaky side door! 
I can ride Mike the Bike to work, and lock him up in a cage for safe keeping. Look, he's official!
If you look closely, and if you've ever placed a bike in a rack, you might notice how upright Mike is. These racks somehow are more stable, so Mike doesn't fall over. My Harvard ID card was specially coded to allow me into the cages.
And I just like the blue Hydrangeas.
I didn't bike to work yesterday, because I met a new friend of mine for happy hour right after work. I took the train to meet her. The train/subway system in Boston is broken down (pardon the pun) into five connecting lines, each a different color. The final stop is the name of the train. Therefore, each line has two names, depending on which way you're heading. The orange line, for example, has Oak Grove at its northern end, and Forest Hills at its southern end. If you're heading north on the orange line, you're on the Oak Grove train. To meet my friend yesterday, I took the green line to the blue line. The last stop for the blue line in the direction I was heading is Wonderland. I delighted in hearing the announcer say, "Attention passengers: The next blue line train for Wonderland is now approaching." I envisioned something like Pleasure Island in Pinocchio!
