Blogged Around Philly: Back in Time

Akkam's Razor has a post about how we've landed right smack back in
the Middle Ages. Are the signs of the dark ages really surrounding us? We're inclined to say no; however, our internet connection is getting crappier by the minute, and we'd be delighted to be able to blame it on evil spirits and gremlins rather than our own networking ineptitude and D-Mac warns us to hide our doubloons, so there may be something to it yet. We scoured the local blogosphere for other signs the dark ages may be upon us, or, at the very least, we're slipping into some sort of technological backslide:

Starting a Landslide in My Ego scandalizes our medieval morality by displaying a photo of his cherry being popped while his cousin looks on.

Blankbaby waxes despondent about that demonic, technological scourge: the telephone. Phillyist agrees - and was getting ready to start a campaign to bring back good, old-fashioned letter writing, but frankly we can barely write legibly with a ballpoint pen. We don't think we're cut out for illuminated calligraphy.

Marisa at Apartment 2024 celebrates the grapefruit; she says it's tasty. We disagree, but we do know it's a good source of vitamins, which we all may need. We don't mean to alarm you, but there's clearly some sort of plague going around. No - we don't mean that virus that shut down the school in Washington Township; it's something far worse: The Skeletor. We mean, skinny knees! The horror. And you thought the Black Death was bad.

Phillyist finds the results inconclusive, but just in case we are going back in time, here's a handy-dandy eclipse schedule you should keep on yourselves at all times, just in case you have a Connecticut Yankee moment.

Image Credit: Aurora History