Mama's Boy

So maybe it's sad that I escape from my soul-crushing workload by planning my actual escape in March and April, but my mom just called to say that she's going to fly to Boston for two days to hang out and see David's show when it opens. I thought my vacation couldn't get any better, but now it looks like I'll be reliving my fond memories of the Marriott in Kendall Square, where I once happily ate an entire tub of Ben and Jerry's Phish Food while watching Susan Sarandon and Goldie Hawn in the Banger Sisters on Pay-Per-View after trying unsuccessfully to get the rest of my friends on the trip to go gay clubbing with me at the tender age of seventeen. Will my mom cave under the peer pressure? Stay tuned!!