I finally made it to the new Krispy Kreme store in Medford this morning on the way to get my oil changed. Boy are those things tasty, and, as they’re free coming off the line (at least the first one or two are free), Dunkin’ Donuts can’t even compete in the price department.

So why isn’t K² more prevalent in the Boston area? Could the locals actually prefer cakey donuts and foul coffee to the warm, sweet doughy goodness and real java of Krispy Kreme? Sometimes I don’t get Boston at all…

From his review of Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines in The New Yorker, I share with you two of Anthony Lane’s varied thoughts on the movie:

” Terminator 3 … was designed to make the invasion of Iraq seem, on a dollar-per-minute basis, like pretty good value.”

“I would not choose to be the person who tells Arnold Schwarzenegger that the fine details of Terminator style—the leathers, the bike, the boots, and, yes, a pair of shades dusted with spangles—are now within an inch of a gay fetish.”

Neither particularly endears the movie to me.