I can feel it in the way you keep time

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And this afternoon derspatchel and I went out to Long Wharf to pick up tickets for a whale watch with teenybuffalo on Wednesday. We did so successfully (no tickets left for the sunset watch, but we like the afternoon just as well) and continued the streak with pizza at Regina's right before the dinner crowd got in. (I ordered eggplant on my half, not realizing it came breaded and lightly fried: I basically made myself an eggplant parmesan pizza. No regrets; it was great.) Coming out of the North End, instead of routing back through Haymarket and Government Center on our way to Park Street, we decided to walk back to Lechmere over the Charlestown Bridge.

There were jellyfish in the water! I'd never seen them in the Charles before, even below the dam. Usually Rob sees them in Fort Point Channel around this time of year. We believe them to be moon jellies, recognizable by the reproductive cloverleaf at the top of the bell. The center of the river was dappled with them. We had to detour around some hotels and an office park at the end of the bridge to get down to the water where we could take a closer look, but there they were there even in the shallows by the footpath, flowering slowly open and closed in the green scale-rippling water as traffic banged and rumbled overhead. I didn't take any pictures; my phone is only good for blurry things. They were beautiful. We stayed to watch them even when a photographer came by, more interested in the rust blotches and the overhanging stalactites.

And it was brutally hot, so I pretty much passed out as soon as we got on the 80 at Lechmere; I'm not quite sure why I'm still awake. Possibly because we're still hoping to use the Brattle passes we got from mrbelm at the beginning of this month to see a movie before the clock ticks over into July. Possibly just because I don't sleep anymore. But there was unexpected sea today, and on Wednesday I hope to have more of it. And that I can live with.

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I envy you the time spent on foot under the bridge; it looks pleasantly cavernous and secret under there.

It was lovely! It was just the time in the sun—i.e, everywhere else we were walking all afternoon—that was hammering.

When we're on the waterfront, I can probably introduce you to some sea bass which are self-tamed and like to eat crackers people throw them.

You totally should. I had no idea we had cracker-eating sea bass in Boston Harbor.

Not to name-drop or anything, but I move in some unusual circles. Sea bass circles.

(Poem.)

I'm psyched about our trip on Wednesday. I haven't been out that far in a long time either.

I haven't been on a whale watch since 2009, when the seas ran so high that rushthatspeaks and I were the only people in our group not throwing up. I'm so looking forward.