Sitting in a 10th floor office on Cngress St in Boston, I look down on Union Oyster House where John Kerry is eating lunch. Apparently he always eats lunch there on election day. He must be glad to be back. There’s no traffic disruption. No media sattelite trucks and only a small group of on-lookers across the street. The only way I know he’s there is the dozen police motorcycles lined up front. I wonder who he voted for, given that the Massachusettts results are a foregone conclusion.
I wonder if Kerry puts ketchup on his oysters?
MarkB
10th floor? Nice. Here I sit in the basement on Stuart Street. Alas 
You didn’t miss anything, they just left. The window is nice though.
That place is amazing. I went there for dinner when I used to go to Boston when I worked at my last job (whose head office was in Bedford). The best lobster I’ve ever had anywhere.
I’m in Bedford right now, and there have been no sightings of anyone of import (other than the guy I see in the mirror every morning). You’d think that someonefrom the Red Sox would at least drive through with that big whistle stand (err, World Series trophy, that is).