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Fun around town, for $10 or less:

Possibly the most impressive part of this video is how close the camera gets to the pigeon before he takes flight. (If by "impressive," you mean completely unsurprising.)

The Red Sox has permeated nearly every facet of Bostonist's lives. When they're not live-blogging the games, waxing poetic about the games, thanking Curt Schilling for his splendid work, or telling Dane Cook to watch his hair, they're watching certain presidential candidates hop on the Red Sox bandwagon (sorry, Gothamist). The Sox are so branded on the local brain that people are using the Series to spice up their sex lives. Speaking of spice, Bostonist is really sick of that taco promo. And, while they're proud of John Williams, Bostonist is still trying to figure out Williams' "Very Special Arrangement" of the "Star Spangled Banner."

Spring appears to have, er, sprung, at least temporarily, in most of the Ist-A-Verse, so naturally, we're all feeling pretty good. (Yes, we know that spring doesn't start till later this month. Just let us enjoy our weather!) And that makes us that much more eager to share all of the nifty things we're up to...

We don't know about you, but it's friggin cold out there. Well, not for some of you. It seems as though places that are supposed to be cold are warm and places that are supposed to be warm are cold. Or maybe that's just us. Either way, we're freezing.

We've definitely never had a pigeon sit on our shoulders. Shit on our shoulders, sure. (Try saying that three times fast!) We're not sure we'd want them to. But here they are.

In honor of Phillyist's favorite holiday, we're delving into the darker side of Philadelphia's nightlife to spotlight Scaryoke at Ulana's (2nd and Bainbridge Streets). Part of "Despondent Heaven" (a weekly Goth-night featuring gothic, metal, industrial, punk, and new wave music party), Scaryoke is just what you'd imagine it is: Goth Karaoke (We guess not everyone likes to sing Petula Clark's greatest hits when crooning for strangers). Phillyist has heard good things about Scaryoke - and the second we manage to stay up late enough to attend (Despondent Heaven starts at 9PM, but Scaryoke doesn't get started 'till midnight) we're all about it. And we're pretty sure could be considered Goth, if you performed it right. Despondent Heaven is $3, and you must be 21 or older to get in.

Last night was our first foray into WXPN's World Cafe Live, and we'd just like to say it is a delightful venue for seeing a show. The downstairs space is simultaneously spacious and intimate; the two separate stages are so well insulated that unless you wander out into the common areas you'd never know there was more than one concert going on; and the table service was friendly, attentive, and carried out by an adorable wait staff - all of whom looked like indie musicians themselves. (Knowing XPN's dedication to local and independent artists, there's a good chance they all independent musicians). Kudos, XPN, for a fab setup.