I woke up this morning at 6am, by accident (or so I think). So I decided to get up to watch Brazil vs Turkey. Because of licensing laws, no Cambridge bars were open to show it. So I drove around Somerville looking for a place to watch it. Well, despite what you may hear, Somerville is not a Braziltown. There were no street parties to watch the game, and I got most of my information from a French radio station. I couldn't decided if it was Quebecois or Haitian. Shame on American radio! At work I was told the game wasn't worth it anyway.
During the day I closed my fixed telephone account. I hardly use it anyway. When it rings, it's usually telemarketing.
I decided that I am calling an immigration lawyer so I can understand my situation in case I lose or change jobs. As far as I know, I could be illegal as soon as I lost the job.
Finally, I had my new fiddle favorably appraised at the old-time jam, right before making my second trip to Somerville (also unsuccessful) to buy a TV... but it had no antenna! and I'm not getting cable. So I'm probably getting that $60, 9" screen kind from Radio Shack... just to watch the Cup, of course.
During the day I closed my fixed telephone account. I hardly use it anyway. When it rings, it's usually telemarketing.
I decided that I am calling an immigration lawyer so I can understand my situation in case I lose or change jobs. As far as I know, I could be illegal as soon as I lost the job.
Finally, I had my new fiddle favorably appraised at the old-time jam, right before making my second trip to Somerville (also unsuccessful) to buy a TV... but it had no antenna! and I'm not getting cable. So I'm probably getting that $60, 9" screen kind from Radio Shack... just to watch the Cup, of course.