I pick on Boston a lot. For a few reasons, and having lived in that area for a few months, I don't think it is too much of me to criticize. Its not just because I am a Yankees fan, although it does make it more fun. No, there are many things to hate about Boston:

They all talk funny. I mean, some people try to rationalize it in their description of the Boston/New England accent... It can't be. New England has given up on vowels, the concept of A, E, I, O, and U, is beyond their vocal comprehension. Instead, they just replace all vowels with one super-vowel. The "eheahah" -- to make that sound, just let your tongue go limp, then grunt in a vowel-ish fashion.

In addition to the weird accents, the weather is simply atrocious. I mean, its pretty damned gloomy, and it rains more than any land-mass should ever experience. I mean, for a while, I questioned if "Have You Ever Seen the Rain" was really a song about Vietnam, because it accurately portrays Boston weather patterns. One time, it rained for a week straight; my dad called me on Sunday and asked how the weather was, I told him it was raining; the next Sunday he called again and asked about the weather, I told him it was raining, he asked, "again?"... "NO... STILL..."

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My roommate has proven me wrong, I am not the laziest person in the world. We had a refrigerator delivered yesterday. He came in last night and said, "oh shit, I forgot to plug in the fridge... oh well, I'll do it tomorrow."

The last time I checked, plugging in a fridge is still one of the least mentally and physically draining activities on the planet. You take the plug and push lightly until it is in the socket. Its not something that requires so much effort that it can be put off until tomorrow for any reasonable purpose. Thats like saying, "I don't feel like turning the TV on, so I'll just sit here and stare at the wall... Maybe I'll turn it on tomorrow, but it'll have to stay on CBS until wednesday, because I really can't muster up the strength for the channel up button."

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