In nine minutes…

On most days I get pissed off if my phone rings while I’m trying to tie my shoes. Your old pal has never been a multitasking type of guy. It’s always been my way to zero in on a problem and work on it till it’s 

For Mark…

Simply put, Mark DeLuca is one of us, he’s a Dot Rat, and my buddy Sean Gaudet couldn’t have said it much better.

Help a Ginger out!

All of us have friends right? Of those friends you may have a small percentage of Ginger friends. You know – those fair skin folks with the fiery red hair and the freckles that resemble the stars that lead you back to Ireland. Well I just 

Support the Leahy Holloran Center…

Join us at Florian Hall for casino fun! Craps, Roulette, Black Jack, Texas Hold Em’, Let it Ride, Money Wheels and more! Music, Dancing, Cocktails, and Fabulous Grand Prizes! All proceeds benefit the Leahy Holloran Community Center, a community based organization serving the youth and 

The Catunes return to Florian…

The Thanksgiving parties at Florian Hall are the stuff of legend. After a few years one of the party’s greatest MC’s is back. Mark Morris and the Catunes will return to Florian in 2015.  Stay tuned…   

3rd Annual Car Show – Dot Park

Aside from making me miss my old 65 Caprice like crazy, this was a really nice day last year…if you’re a car lover like myself I suggest checking it out. The folks over at dotpark.org do a fantastic job organizing the event.

Capturing a Dot Rat…

For my money…this has to be in the top 10 iconic Dot Rat photos of all time.  Third generation #dotrat #dorchester #Boston #bostonphotography #babymodel photo by @kczdot89 pic.twitter.com/3cVV0hj8mV — elizabeth everson (@LimeLizzie) August 19, 2015

The boys are back…

One sailor, one Marine and two soldiers – all good friends and some of Boston’s finest. Glad I could welcome you home boys….hope you all had a blast! L to R – Braedan Kerins (US Army), Pat Nee (US Navy) , Andrew Donovan (US Army) 

Welcome home Jimmy…

There aren’t many of us who can’t recall our younger years and the excitement that came with the sound of hockey sticks cracking the pavement on a warm summer evening in Dorchester. Once supper was done, the kids would barrel down the stairs, grab their