If anyone happens to be looking for further proof that “asinine” should really be spelled “assinine” take a few spins around Blackburn or Grant Circle. It’s fun. I, for the record, will continue to spell “assinine” incorrectly, no matter how many times spell-check tells me I’m wrong, because, honestly, if there is a word that begs for a more appropriate spelling, “assinine” is it!
Today’s proof that “assinine” is missing an “s” is dedicated to the donkey who thought that even though he was on the inside of the circle, and even though I was on the outside of the circle and clearly exiting the rotary to head home to Rockport, he should feel free to speed up, slice his way in front of me with a couple of inches to spare, and then throw his hands up in disgust…indicating that he believed I was in the wrong. ASSinine. See my point?
I’ve been commuting from Rockport/Gloucester to Beverly for 20 years now….5 days a week, if not more. To and from. Many, many go rounds those roundy-rounds. I’m not going to lie, I kind of do it on autopilot because it seems somewhat obvious which lane you should be in…depending on where you are planning on exiting the rotary. Don’t get me wrong. I’ve learned to not overestimate anyone’s common sense, and I am always on the look-out for assinine moves by other drivers, but yet, it still amazes me. Now, I know what many of you are thinking. “Lay off. Rotaries can be tricky. The poor guy was probably from out of state.” NO…GO. Rockport sticker proudly displayed. Rotary savy, my friends…let’s get on board.
So, as a mere public service message (not at all a sarcastic rant) I am posting the RMV’s rules for operating a motor vehicle on a rotary here in the state of Massachusetts. Possibly “said driver”, and other assinine drivers, may want to take a gander. And then, for your viewing pleasure, see how Chevy Chase handled it.
Taking down the altar is just as much a tradition as assembling it. My mother Pat, daughter Amanda, neighbor Deanna, and my “Tea Friends” Dee Noble Andrea Butler, Christie Guarrasi DaSilva, deconstructed this years altar in record time. I can not be more grateful for all they do each year after the crowds are gone, the celebration is over, and the dust has officially settled. The festivities may be over but the to do list of putting the house back together is far from over! Without ever having to ask, they take it upon themselves to coordinate a time to meet at my house to break down the altar, table settings, and serving stations. Deconstructing the altar is a not an easy task. Rearranging my year round mini altar, restocking dozens of statues back into the vitrine cabinet, and carefully covering borrowed statues in bubble wrap for safe transport back to Mr. Philip Perry’s home is a daunting task. Every item in, on and around the altar is packed away safely for next year. Prayer book, candle holders, rosary beads, prayer cards, and music Each must be stored properly and systemically so that next years assembly runs smoothly. I’m so incredibly lucky to have an amazing group of women put my house back together by leading their helping hands.
Good Morning Gloucester 