We'll miss Fumo because of the great copy; we didn't know there’d be math involved.
Chinatown really doesn't want a casino. Really.
We just want a Philly team to win a championship (and sorry Jaws, the Soul really doesn't count in this regard), so sure, we're frontrunners in this one. Luckily we now have a cheat sheet.
Citizen Mom gets a shaming from students at Strawberry Mansion High, but promises to go to graduation.
Broad Street's missing in the Wall/Main dichotomy, but it’d be nice to get some help with this here urban condition.
Dick Clark was shady? We like him more already.
If something can be accurately described as a "deadly blob" we'll pass, even if it is healthy.
Luckily there are other yummy options. Like bacon bourbon.
DogHaus is just what it sounds like, and we can't wait to see it.
Ah, if only this were the stupidest conversation we'd hear all day.
Want something scarier than politics? Try Fright Factory; use code CITYPAPER for a $3 discount. If you dare.
Don't miss the p/reviews: Movies (don’t forget the rep), art, music, lit, theater, comedy, etc.

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