If I hadn’t passed out immediately after getting home from work last night, this is something that you might have read here on bostonbrat:

“And this is reason Numero Uno why I hate when the Patriots play Monday night games. I am exhausted! Long gone are the days when I could hit the bars until 2 a.m. and be up and ready for work by 8. Maybe it has something to do with being 30. Or something. But I feel more beaten than the Patriots secondary right now and that can’t be good.

“BUT, tired or not, I don’t have that ‘OMG, I want to hurl myself off the Tobin‘ feeling like I had after the Colts game a few weeks back and DEFINITELY not the ‘OMG, I want to hurl SOMEONE off the Tobin’ feeling like I had after the Jets game in Week Two.”

Seriously, aside from the sheer exhaustion, I was in a good mood yesterday. Ask any of my co-workers. I also got into a mini-debate with another co-worker about the extent of suckitude in the Patriots secondary. She thinks they “suck bigtime.” I think a secondary is only as good as its companion pass rush, of which the Patriots are horribly lacking (and don’t bring up Richard Seymour, he wasn’t doing much either and you all thought so, too). She also thinks Tom Brady has completely lost focus, which, if I didn’t like her so much, would have sent me into hysterics.

The Patriots were summarily defeated by the New Orleans Saints Monday night and not one person could tell me the last time a Tom Brady-led Patriots team was beaten like that.

But I digress (heh), did you happen to notice, I successfully completed NaBloPoMo?

Boyfriend and I saw a truck yesterday with vanity license plates that read “POPEYE.” That might be the lamest in a sea of lame vanity plates, but we just can’t figure out why someone would get something like “Popeye” on their car. We’ve narrowed it down to three possibilities:

1. He is a retired sailor;
2. He loves Popeye’s Chicken;
3. He has gargantuan forearms…

Thoughts?

Since I am a daily North Station Orange Line commuter, I was intrigued when I first heard about this the other day. It hit a whole new level once the video was released this afternoon. Girl gets hammered. Girl tries to take train. Girl falls onto track in front of oncoming train. Girl DOESN’T die. This photo doesn’t do the situation justice. In order to fully grasp the event, you must watch the video (preferably Video #3).

Things that are wrong with this situation:
1.) The girl is so drunk, she can barely stand.
2.) She’s smoking on the platform, another no-no.
3.) The girl is completely shitfaced, yet she is completely alone. I can’t even begin to explain how dangerous THAT alone is.

This girl is BEYOND lucky that a.) there were enough good samaritans there to wave down the conductor and b.) the conductor had the presence of mind to stop the train in time or else she’d be a shredded mess of a former human being.

As if nearly dying weren’t enough, the girl now has to face the public humiliation of having this incident plastered all over the news. I just hope she learned her lesson. Probably not, though.

ADDENDUM: And just like that, our very own drunk girl went international.

We caught a liquor store preparing for Cinco de Mayo this morning.

I find it amazing that just about any holiday can be turned into a drinking holiday nowadays. It’s only a matter of time before the bars open for Christmas and folks are getting wasted to celebrate the birth of Christ, just because.