NORM!!!!!!

Ya can't visit Cheers in Boston and not have your mugshot taken with Norm. Right outside the upstairs gift shop is a giant.. er, should I say life-size cut-out of the big guy that occupied the end corner stool. At the very least, it's the touristy thing to do. People line up constantly with camera ready to capture the cheesiest of moments in one's adventures in tourism. So... who was I to argue? Truth be known, if only I was so jaded. It was, in fact, an asterisk on my agenda through Beantown. I would not leave until I had my snap moment with Norm. It was dicey, though. Dying batteries in the digital camera were threatening my one shot at Cheers immortality but I was not to be denied. The irony of Norm's cut-out is there is a regular in the downstairs bar that's 400 pounds if he's a biscuit. And, you know it, he sits right at the end of the bar. I'm starting to think now that there's an ergonomics to it all with fat people at end corners. I think further study is required. I must pencil in Cheers for next summer's journey.