It has been sometime since we've checked in with the scouts who are
the beneficiaries of our weekly Friday afternoon benefit, so I decided
to contact them yesterday.  It was harder than usual and took almost
all day before the current head scout returned my page.  I didn't want
to be a pest, but was curious why it had taken so much longer than
usual, so I asked.  I'm a little teary-eyed right now I as write this,
so please excuse any typing mistakes.  Apparently the scouts were out
doing what scouts do best, that is, they were scouting around.  They
had heard through their underground communication network (the Grape
Nehi Vine) that I was embarking on the most difficult task a Boston
area resident can face: the search for a new apartment.  They knew
that my roommate was moving out of town and that my lease was up July
1st and that I was looking for someplace comfortable to settle down.
And so the scouts, apparently, spent the day combing the streets of
Cambridge and Somerville looking for suitable options for me.

When I took this job as coordinator of the Girl Scout Benefit, I never
expected to be repaid with such a kind gesture.  Some have said that I
did so only for the power, while others claim that I did so out of
thirst and thirst alone.  I can't defend against the former
accusation, after all, how could I use this mailing to my benefit?
The second accusation is rather silly, given the quantity of undrunk
Polish Spring water in the 7ai kitchen.  Let's just say that I have my
reasons.

Join us today as we continue the benefit and discuss the area housing
market at this week's...

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