Wicked Pissa

Hello you pithecanthropes. Been a long time since The IP has blogged at ya. The IP flew back into The ATL from Boston yesterday and boy, are his arms tired! They are almost as tired as the legs of all those marathoners he saw this past Patriots Day.  When you tell people from outside of Mass that Patriots Day is an official state holiday, they usually say (or look like they want to say) WTF?

Above is the lead men’s group at the half-way mark in Wellesley (click on the images for a larger version of the same). The winner, Robert Kiprono Cheruiyot, is the guy in the red running shoes right behind the leader. He set a course record.
The IP actually heard someone say “wicked pissa” this past weekend, and he’s gotta say that hearing that phrase was wicked pissa.
Speaking of Boston.  Many of you know that the Boston Marathon finishes not too far from one of The IP’s favorite buildings, The Prudential Tower.  He was lucky enough two weekends ago to find the following vinyl curiosity at The Atlanta Record Show:

That’s “The Pru” looming over famous Bostonian Francis Whiting Hatch as he points toward more historic buildings that are doomed to be struck down by the very wrecking ball on which he perches. Most folks don’t realize how much historic fabric of Boston was destroyed under the rubric of “Urban Redevelopment.” This FWH guy was a total Yankee pimp:

Francis Whiting Hatch was born in Medford, Mass. on January 9, 1897. He attended Volkmann School, Brookline, and graduated from Harvard College in 1919. Prominent in business, civic and cultural affairs of Boston, he was also a writer, poet, playwright, composer, and performer. In summer, and year round after his retirement in 1967, he made his home in Castine, Maine. He married Marjory Kennard Hatch. He died in Boston on May 14, 1975.

Francis Whiting Hatch was Vice-President and Director of the advertising firm, Batten, Barton, Durstine, and Osborn, for four decades and held several business directorships. He was a trustee of such organizations as the Massachusetts General Hospital, the Boston Symphony Orchestra, and the Noble and Greenough School. He served as Chairman of the Red Feather Drive, President of the Harvard Alumni Association, President General of the Society of the Cincinnati, President of the Castine (Maine) Hospital, and in other local and national positions.

His writings, both prose and light verse, appeared in publications such as The New Yorker, Down East, The Saturday Evening Post, The Boston Globe, The Christian Science Monitor, and The Pilot. His column “Where But New England” appeared regularly in the Essex County (Mass.) newspapers until his death. His musical comedies were performed by amateur groups such as the Vokes Players, Inc., Wayland, Mass.; and the Cupola Players, made up of Hatch family and friends in Castine. Many of his songs, among them “Some Coward Closed the Old Howard” and “Vote Early and Often for Curley,” as performed at the piano by the composer, were favorites at public and private gatherings and have been published and recorded.

Well, The IP hopes you like the “New Look” of the blog, and keep in mind it will continue to acrue new sections and links through the year.

Blog at ya later.


4 Responses to “Wicked Pissa”

  1. Kenneth Buttercup Says:

    It’s Halloween!

    Is that Ryan Hall in the lead?

  2. Kenneth Buttercup Says:

    Ryan Hall in front?

  3. Kenneth Buttercup Says:

    I like the BMW.

  4. Kenneth Buttercup Says:

    No preview pane. Boo. Hoo. Hoo.

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