Transplanted Life
Sunday, June 13, 2004
First part of the Sunday paper
I admit it; I always used to go directly for the center. The center of The Boston Globe, of course, is where you find the comics, the magazine section which features a crossword constructed (on alternate weeks) by Henry Hook or Emily Cox & Henry Rathvon, and the Best Buy/Circuit City ads which would tell me what new DVDs were coming out on Tuesday and the cheapest place to buy them. After those were dispensed with, the next layer out was the Movies section, then the Arts, then skip a few to Sports, then Ideas, and then, maybe, if there was any time left in the day, the national/world/local news.

Right now, though, Carter and I are starting with the Classifieds. He takes the Real Estate section, I grab the Help Wanted section, and we break out the highlighters. We've both got to work this afternoon, so we probably won't actually make any calls until tomorrow, when I don't have to be into work until about four-thirty. He's already grumbling, though, that we can't afford many of the places listed in the Globe, and maybe our luck would be better with the Herald. That would mean actually buying the Herald, though, and if it has anything to recommend it other than Peanuts (Tony Masserotti being basically as miserable as Dan Shaughnessey), I can't think of it off the top of my head.

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