Performances: Debbie Does Dallas: The Musical (To The Wall Productions) (Future Showtimes)
Results tagged “thoughi”
For our parents, it was the assassination of JFK. Ask any of them and they can remember exactly what they were doing at the time they found out JFK had been killed. I never understood that until September 11, 2001. Our generation can remember it like it was yesterday. For us, that moment, frozen in time, is and will always be 9/11.
Imagine dusk in the Appalachian mountains - the crickets are chirping through the tall grass, the moist air wets your back as a cool breeze sweeps through the dense heat. It's finally that time. The time when friends and family congregate on the front porch for some cold drinks - iced tea, beer and maybe some whiskey - and best of all, live music. The sounds of the fiddle, banjo, guitar and bass will soon...
I like it spicy – really spicy. I also have a weakness for all food Southeast Asian, and a big soft spot for most things Indonesian. Sambal Oelek brings the best of both. This pre-prepared sambal (that’s a spicy, flavorful paste, usually chili-based, for those of you not fluent in Indonesian) will save you long precious minutes of peeling, chopping and grinding by hand, but has a flavor bright enough to pass for homemade. The gold label – look for the rooster - contains Indonesian chilis, with a bit of salt and vinegar, ground into a sauce about the same texture as a chunky marinara. The bottle without the label (and the info printed right on the bottle) has garlic, too, for some extra kick. Though I sneak the Oelek into just about everything, this time of year I use it most often in marinades for my bar-b-q kabobs – tofu, eggplant, and mushrooms soak it up the best.
Headlining their fan appreciation tour, The Click Five does just that: appreciates their fans. North Star Bar, a great little venue near Girard College, made their venue teenager-friendly by letting the under-21 fans enter through the back door and placing a bouncer at the door in between the bar and stage area. As I was standing there waiting for The Click Five, I saw one fan with a Fall Out Boy purse. (A purse...
Some people have a "Things to do Before I Die" list. I don't necessarily have a "list," but since I am obsessive about having lists, I do have some idea what I would put on that list. I can honestly say that I can officially check "Have a famous talented musician play a private performance for me" off my list. While I am a bit upset no one took my advice to see Abra Moore...
Though I'm more than happy to share with you about quality of bathrooms I see around town, I will never, ever be providing a single detail about what I do once I'm in them. Not my style. But the guys over at 2matters, well, they're more than happy to share.
Once a week, Phillyist will be visiting a different block in town and letting you know what's discovered there. This may or may not be an excuse to validate random wandering - either way, if you've got suggestions for places to check out, send them along! Though I don't get to the Italian Market as much as I'd like to, this block is one I assumed I knew inside and out. Pizza at Lorenzo's and...
...Must include haircuts?
My elementary school had two janitors: “Day Bob” and “Night Bob.” “Night Bob” was a tiny older man, who we built a throne and held a special assembly for when he retired. “Day Bob” was younger and larger. He wore zebra stripe pants everyday, and they never fully covered his keister. He was always around, but other than the fact that he fished a ring of mine out of the bathroom sink when I was in sixth grade, I didn’t have many memories of him.
I spent my lunch break this Monday buying an umbrella at Macy’s. Before the employee helping me showed me where it was, she was stopped by a man who asked her if she had kids. "NO!" she yelled, "I’m a VIRGIN!" She then proceeded to show me a display of titanium umbrellas, explaining that she knew they’d hold up in severe weather, because her "spine is made of titanium, and it hasn’t given out during sex yet… virgin? HA!" I can’t say that when I asked her for help I expected to learn about the duress her spine experiences during sex, but if that little lesson meant assurance my umbrella will hold its own in the rain, then all right.
Though I expected the Eagles to win, all the imbibed Sam Adams Winter Brews, along with the frenzied conversation shared with my relatives, made the game play out like a dream, as they ran away with the game in the second half. Literally. The Eagles 204 yds rushing was three more than the Cowboys total offensive output. They ended the day with 426 yds of total offensive. But what was most impressive was how they were able to control the clock during long sustained drives: they ended the game with 37:06 minutes of possession compared to 22:54 for the Cowboys. On their opening drive Garcia overcame the momentary loss of L.J. Smith (Smith would return in the 3rd with a 65yd completion that helped set up a field goal) by connecting with his backup, Matt Scobel, for a 25 yard touchdown pass after a 13 play 89 yard drive that ate up seven minutes and twelve seconds from the clock. After exchanging possession via a fumble on the ensuing kickoff followed by a Jeff Garcia interception (Madden proved once again that he doesn't know what he's talking about as he said: "This is what Garcia does a lot of," as Garcia has thrown only two INTs in five games in addition to recently have a stint where he threw the most passes of his career without an INT), the Eagles defense shutdown the Cowboys on the goalline in dramatic fashion. Garcia took them right back down the field with another 89-yard drive (12-yards, 7:30) that resulted in a David Akers field goal to put the Birds up by 10.
automobiles. It’s about men in automobiles, and the dumbass things they yell:
