All work and no play ...

Not likely when the Donks are in town - Some like it hot: Babe emporiums gear up for delegates:

It's the eve of D-Cup Day. The groundwork has been laid: extra ads, more supervixen staff, full humidors, limos on call.

Now, the gentlemen's clubs and the restaurants where waitresses are hotter than the barbecued wings are waiting on the players in town for the Democratic National Convention.

Break out the party hats! And order a waitress sandwich.

But wait, there's more! Prostitutes converge on Democrat convention (no, they aren't being ironic):

Practitioners of the world's oldest profession are seeking reinforcements to help service some of the 35,000 visitors – plus untold numbers of police reinforcements – expected in the coming week when Democrats name Sen. John Kerry their presidential candidate.

"Every convention brings in more people, and women fly in from all over the country to work it," said Robyn Few, a prostitute on probation who runs the Sex Workers Outreach Project, an advocacy group.

"There will be girls from California and from the South in Boston this week," she said. "I hope a lot of women make a lot of money and make a lot of men really happy."
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For weeks, escort services have plastered advertisements in magazines and on the internet asking women to work the convention.
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Local agencies said they charge anywhere from $200 an hour for a little company in a delegate's hotel room; rates at national agencies can be five times that much.

Ruh Oh! Sounds like a budget buster for the "poor and downtrodden."

But not all the locals are so enthusiastic - 'NO-SHOW JOHN' BURNS BEANTOWN:

Every day last week, the already- dark mood of his hometown grew surlier, as the extent of the convention's massive disruptions of daily life became ever more apparent. But the man who would lead the Free World essentially went MIA.

He spent several days in serene splendor at the $10-million oceanfront mansion on Nantucket that his second wife inherited from her first husband. The senator windsurfed by day and hobnobbed with the Beautiful People by night, pedaling his $8,000 Serotta bicycle into the village for dinner at one or another of the island's fancy restaurants.

Meanwhile, in the sweltering city, the heavy lifting of actually averting total chaos was left to two local pols — Boston's Democratic Mayor Thomas Menino and GOP Gov. Mitt Romney.
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"He thinks he's acting presidential," said one Democrat at the State House. "But the reality is, he's been ducking and everybody knows it. This is just reinforcing the impression that he's not an executive, he's a legislator. The only decision he ever has to make is what wine to order with dinner."

The Kerry campaign has finally realized just how disgruntled the local population now is with the convention. They've scheduled a special concert of the Boston Pops to "thank" the city, but their initial plans ran into trouble when the first organizer quit, claiming he couldn't get anyone in the campaign to pony up the necessary funds.

"They strung us along for weeks," he told the Boston Globe, "then days, then hours, and I finally had to say, 'It's lights out.' "

Sounds like the canonical Lurch experience.

Much more on the hassles the "little people" will be putting up with by following the link.

When Boston was awarded the convention 18 months ago, amid great fanfare and excitement, it was pointed out that the Hub had never hosted such an event before. After this week, it never will again — at least if the people of the city have anything to say about it.

Indeed.