Showing posts with label My Five Senses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Five Senses. Show all posts

Friday, July 16, 2010

Worcester Blog Post Of The Year!!!

Congratulations, Gabe!  I wish I had written that piece!

My only hope for that section of the Canal District (Green Island to all you grrrls out there) is a green space.  I nominate the whole section of property from the Smokehouse Urban Barbecue to Fiddler's Green as a future green space.  It would be a hell of a lot prettier than the bombed out parking lot view we have now.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Everyone Counts.

Today was a beautiful day, despite an almost November-ish chill in the air.  I was walking through the Common, which was full of bicyclists, pedestrians, and a few pigeons.  I haven't been writing much lately due to a busy schedule, and I wanted to grab a few papers and a sandwich and come up with a few ideas.

The only thing the Common was lacking were people sitting at the tables located in the skating rink.  Surely Gabe's post from last summer (6/28/09) wouldn't still be relevant, would it?
Sadly, it is.
The chairs are chained to the tables.  Here's a closeup:
I wanted to buy a sandwich, read a newspaper, and perhaps enjoy the view.  I guess not.
Apparently Worcester residents can't be trusted to use tables and chairs on our Common, despite the cheery sentiment displayed for all to see:
In the past decade, the City has replaced an empty concrete reflecting pool with a lawn so people could have a nice green space downtown.  Then they decided to replace the lawn with an ice skating rink that doesn't have ice or ice skaters.  Then they bought chairs and tables to place in the ice skating rink during the nice weather so people could enjoy the Common.  Why would anyone buy chairs and tables that can't be used on a weekend afternoon?  If the fear was vandalism or theft, why not buy picnic tables that have attached benches?

At least our Common futility gave me something to write about, and something to forward on to our City Council.  Maybe someone will answer me.