This was scrawled on a moving pad hanging in the elevator up to my new office.

I imagine the perp was rather perturbed by the campaign finance irregularities exposed in today’s Globe.

Electoral money laundering sux! Yeah!

My latest for the Globe bats around the accusation that the recent closure of Revere’s Wonderland, an OTB sitting on top of an empty track, could have been avoided, if only the governor weren’t such a cold, cold SOB.

Those charges ignore one detail – the track’s owners were always going to close it anyway, because their real estate is much more valuable than the racetrack itself.

Read the whole thing here.

1. Three-gallon jug of kitty litter.

2. Twelve-pack Miller High Life, cans.

That is all.

My latest for the Globe examines the legacy of government-sponsored development in South Boston, in light of the current convention center expansion debate, and argues that the key to building out isn’t in a bigger big building on the waterfront, but in a re-imagining of what the neighborhood could and should be.

That process is already in play, and it won’t cost $1 billion, either.

[Photo from Pier 4, 1973, by Ernst Halberstadt. From the EPA's Documerica series. Courtesy of the National Archives]

My latest for the Globe checks in on the least-famous pit in Boston’s cityscape – the hole in the ground in back of Ferdinand’s blue store in Dudley Square.

Ferdinand’s, and the pit behind it, were supposed to transformed into a gleaming new $80 million municipal building.

And as you an see by clicking this link right here, that didn’t happen.