Alex Beam has more beef than 50 Cent. The Boston Globe columnist is a longtime enemy of all bloggers, prone to channeling his insecurities through blind swipes at faceless basement dwellers. And while he's always been a crotchety curmudgeon, Beam has only gotten worse since he was banished to the G section; a famously lazy Luddite, he's basically Boston Herald writer Joe Fitzgerald without the veteran fetish.
Me: “Are we allowed to bring drinks into the theater?”Bartender: “Yeah - they want everyone to find the right mood (chuckles).” Me: “Is there a break between acts?”Bartender: “Ah ha - about an hour-and-a-half in.”Me: “In that case I’ll take two Coronas. Actually - you know what - make it three.