Whether it's your first Bonnaroo or you’re a music festival veteran, we welcome you to Inforoo.
Here you'll find info about artists, rumors, camping tips, and the infamous Roo Clues. Have a look around then create an account and join in the fun. See you at Bonnaroo!!
BOSTON—The twigs and acorns crunching pleasurably beneath his boots, Mr. Autumn Man Dennis Clemons, 32, reportedly strolled down Massachusetts Avenue on Wednesday wearing a gray sweater over a plaid collared shirt as he cradled a cup of pumpkin-spiced coffee and relished the crisp October morning.
“Nothing beats autumn in New England,” said His Excellency, the Duke of Fall, who began the day swaddled in a warm flannel blanket, gazing out the window at the golden-hued landscape, as is his custom this time of year. “Everywhere the leaves are changing and the temperature is starting to drop off. You can smell it in the air.”
“Tonight it may even dip into the 30s,” added the cozy autumnal personage, who at several points wrapped both hands around his warm container of coffee and inhaled deeply. “Perfect weather for building a fire.”
Mr. Fall, who sources speculate loves Thanksgiving, butternut squash soup, homecoming parades, “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,” apple-picking, and haunted hayrides, emerges reliably every year around this time in his traditional uniform, sometimes alternating his iconic sweater with a fleece vest or pullover.
The Autumnal Ambassador is also believed to be an avid consumer of seasonal produce, his home and hearth redolent of roasting Indian corn, gourds, and other root vegetables.
“I’m thinking about taking a trip to Salem with my girlfriend this weekend,” said Mr. Autumn Man, trying to decide whether to wear beige or brown corduroy pants for the excursion with his leather-gloved counterpart, Ms. Autumn Woman. “The variety of colors is incredible once you get out of the city.”
“Between the trees and the forest floor, it’s like a giant mural,” continued the veritable High Priest of the Harvest Season, adding that he would soon have to rake his driveway, an activity for which he will most certainly don a cashmere scarf.
Sources said that in addition to snuggling up on the couch sipping hot apple cider and watching Meet Me In St. Louis on DVD, Mr. Autumn Man will also spend part of the weekend meeting up with his friends, the Autumn Gang, to watch fall sports and eat fall snacks.
“Getting together with the guys for football and wings is kind of like a tradition,” said the walking, talking essence of the Northern Hemisphere’s annual tilt away from the sun. “From pretty much September onwards, no Sunday afternoon feels complete without it.”
“You’ve got to take it all in and enjoy it while you still can, though, because December will be here in the blink of an eye,” he added.
According to reports, Mr. Fall will then put on a down jacket with a fur-trimmed hood, buy a lift ticket at a local ski slope, and start getting short with people at work because the early sunset “affects his mood,” thus signaling the completion of his metamorphosis into Mr. Wintertime Asshole Man.
BOSTON—The twigs and acorns crunching pleasurably beneath his boots, Mr. Autumn Man Dennis Clemons, 32, reportedly strolled down Massachusetts Avenue on Wednesday wearing a gray sweater over a plaid collared shirt as he cradled a cup of pumpkin-spiced coffee and relished the crisp October morning.
“Nothing beats autumn in New England,” said His Excellency, the Duke of Fall, who began the day swaddled in a warm flannel blanket, gazing out the window at the golden-hued landscape, as is his custom this time of year. “Everywhere the leaves are changing and the temperature is starting to drop off. You can smell it in the air.”
“Tonight it may even dip into the 30s,” added the cozy autumnal personage, who at several points wrapped both hands around his warm container of coffee and inhaled deeply. “Perfect weather for building a fire.”
Mr. Fall, who sources speculate loves Thanksgiving, butternut squash soup, homecoming parades, “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow,” apple-picking, and haunted hayrides, emerges reliably every year around this time in his traditional uniform, sometimes alternating his iconic sweater with a fleece vest or pullover.
The Autumnal Ambassador is also believed to be an avid consumer of seasonal produce, his home and hearth redolent of roasting Indian corn, gourds, and other root vegetables.
“I’m thinking about taking a trip to Salem with my girlfriend this weekend,” said Mr. Autumn Man, trying to decide whether to wear beige or brown corduroy pants for the excursion with his leather-gloved counterpart, Ms. Autumn Woman. “The variety of colors is incredible once you get out of the city.”
“Between the trees and the forest floor, it’s like a giant mural,” continued the veritable High Priest of the Harvest Season, adding that he would soon have to rake his driveway, an activity for which he will most certainly don a cashmere scarf.
Sources said that in addition to snuggling up on the couch sipping hot apple cider and watching Meet Me In St. Louis on DVD, Mr. Autumn Man will also spend part of the weekend meeting up with his friends, the Autumn Gang, to watch fall sports and eat fall snacks.
“Getting together with the guys for football and wings is kind of like a tradition,” said the walking, talking essence of the Northern Hemisphere’s annual tilt away from the sun. “From pretty much September onwards, no Sunday afternoon feels complete without it.”
“You’ve got to take it all in and enjoy it while you still can, though, because December will be here in the blink of an eye,” he added.
According to reports, Mr. Fall will then put on a down jacket with a fur-trimmed hood, buy a lift ticket at a local ski slope, and start getting short with people at work because the early sunset “affects his mood,” thus signaling the completion of his metamorphosis into Mr. Wintertime Asshole Man.
Ah, so *that's* how Stamford is in the NYC metro. Connecticut's just fucking tiny.
I could be getting a job in Stamford soon
Downtown Stamford is also only about 5-7 miles from the NY state line. They have express trains which go from there to Grand Central in about 50 minutes.
Ah, so *that's* how Stamford is in the NYC metro. Connecticut's just fucking tiny.
I could be getting a job in Stamford soon
Funny, my reverse logic was "oh, that's how Houston is the fourth biggest city in the US". It didn't feel like it when I was there... but looking at the sprawl, it makes sense now.
I fell asleep with my earrings on and woke up with them off. They're not in the bed, under the bed, next to the bed, etc... WTF?! Really hoping I didn't swallow them in my NyQuil coma last night.
I found my earrings! They were in a pocket on my robe. I never wear my robe, so I didn't think to look there, but last night I randomly remembered putting it on because I had the chills (yay illness). So relieved!
I fell asleep with my earrings on and woke up with them off. They're not in the bed, under the bed, next to the bed, etc... WTF?! Really hoping I didn't swallow them in my NyQuil coma last night.
I found my earrings! They were in a pocket on my robe. I never wear my robe, so I didn't think to look there, but last night I randomly remembered putting it on because I had the chills (yay illness). So relieved!
YAY! I haven't found my ring yet, was there a purple silicone ring in there with your earrings? Maybe it ran away.
I found my earrings! They were in a pocket on my robe. I never wear my robe, so I didn't think to look there, but last night I randomly remembered putting it on because I had the chills (yay illness). So relieved!
YAY! I haven't found my ring yet, was there a purple silicone ring in there with your earrings? Maybe it ran away.
Ah, so *that's* how Stamford is in the NYC metro. Connecticut's just fucking tiny.
I could be getting a job in Stamford soon
Downtown Stamford is also only about 5-7 miles from the NY state line. They have express trains which go from there to Grand Central in about 50 minutes.
If I get the gig I'm considering just living in NYC and making the commute. It takes me an 1:15+ to get to work in Chicago anyway.
In population, plenty of cities are: 9 in the US, and San Jose isn't far behind. And that's just city limits, not metro. In terms of metro areas, there are something like 52 metro areas with a larger population than RI (the 38th of which contains Providence but extends into Massachusetts.)
Funny, my reverse logic was "oh, that's how Houston is the fourth biggest city in the US". It didn't feel like it when I was there... but looking at the sprawl, it makes sense now.
Houston is the fourth largest city because a lot of people live in Houston. 2.325 million.
Katy isn't Houston. Cypress isn't Houston. Pearland isn't Houston. Etc. A lot of people live around Houston. Yeah. But a lot of people live in Houston, more than all but NYC, LA, and Chicago.
Post by crazykittensmile on Oct 4, 2019 15:36:52 GMT -5
Does anyone want a free Hello Fresh box? I have 4 to give. You have to sign up to receive them but can cancel once they're delivered. Or you can get hooked on them like I did lol.