So I’m sitting here eating lunch at the Boston Harbor Hotel. I decide to sit outside since the sun has been peeking out today. I’m about to order when suddenly it seems it has begun to rain again, pitter-patter all around me, except the drops are white. It turns out a sea-gull, or perhaps a flock of sea gulls (to mention one of KLo’s favorite bands), has let loose with a hail of excrement. Granted, I’ve gotten used to this kind of thing this week, but it was still disconcerting. If I had been sitting at the table next to me, the one the hostess had orginally offered me, I would have been hit 5 or 6 times. Instead, I escaped with just a shot to the shoulder…