Performances: Debbie Does Dallas: The Musical (To The Wall Productions) (Future Showtimes) I got a late start on the PLAF, and I do feel sad and sorry about it. I was out of town, and arrived in the middle of last week to a job tornado, the start of new classes, and some large plumbing problems at home. But all that is marginally under control, and I'm ready to see some shows involving sex, nudity,......

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. Back then I was in community journalism at a small paper in Bristol,......

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......

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. Written by locals who go by the names of "Deucemaster Flash" and "Dr. Dutch Dunkinstein," this self-proclaimed "connection to all fecal matters" is sure to......

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? Yesterday, as I walked through Rittenhouse, I saw a group of people gathered in the stairwell outside of Barnes and Noble. It was beautiful, so I figured it was just people enjoying the weather and thought nothing of it. Then I got closer and saw that it was a group of girls standing around a guy. Whose hair they were cutting with scissors definitely not meant for grooming. Unless you’re a roll......

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......

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......

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......

No, this is not a post about love in automobiles. It’s about men in automobiles, and the dumbass things they yell: “Heyyyy beautiful!” “Damn, you’re fine!” “Nice tits!” The list goes on. One could assume they do this to find some form of love, but that is a notion I just can’t accept. I mean, I generally go, “Why? Just why?” when men on the street yell anything at me (do they actually think I’m......