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Our next new writer is Jim Yi, who spends his days battling traffic on the Schuylkill to get to and from his job in King of Prussia as a Software Engineer. He spends the rest of his time playing Rock Band, watching Gossip Girl, and secretly wishes he was as smart as Chloe on 24 (don’t we all?). Jim has lived in Austin, Houston, Chicago and New Orleans, but Philly is now happy to have him. Welcome Jim!

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What's new and/or interesting in Philly theaters this weekend.

You know how we love the Reading Terminal Holiday Railroad. It's the holiday model train display that's set up annually just up the escalator from the Gallery, and when we see it going up, we know Christmas and the holidays are really on their way. You can see photos from the last two years' displays, and read us gushing about them, here and here. This year they've brought back more of the interactive elements...

The shapeless dough of the internet, formed into tasty pellets and baked to perfection, just for you. Here's the fascinating story of how amateur sleuths solved the mystery of the missing remains of Czar Nicholas II's family members. (Via Jill) Just because the Thanksgiving holiday weekend is over doesn't mean we're out of fun Thanksgiving-related links for you. First of all, turns out it's probably not the turkey itself that makes you sleepy after the...

Every Tuesday and Thursday, we'll be posting events that are going on sale during the current week. This Thursday post only collects the latest announcements, so definitely check the Tuesday post for any you may have missed. COMEDY Jim Norton Music Box at The Borgata, Atlantic City Fri, 1/18/08, 9PM; Sat, 1/19/08, 9PM On sale: Sat, 10AM, Live Nation (Fri show, Sat show) MUSIC Blind Melon Crocodile Rock, Allentown Fri, 11/23/07, 7PM $12 On sale:...

Londonist got the big scoop of the week with what may be the first images of notorious street artist Banksy in action. They also got on a runaway train without an operator provoking a response from the transport authorities. Elsewhere, London's answer to Central Station is about to open for business, and Londonist got a sneak preview. Meanwhile, spooky goings-on beneath London Bridge, where a cache of skeletons provided an apt story for Hallowe'en.

Ah, what I wouldn't give to be the average George Bush supporter at this very moment in time. If I could, then I could delusionally ignore what I have just seen and pretend like everything is all right with "the home team." Yes, the Eagles just thoroughly dominated the overmatched Jets! Yes, there are WMDs hidden behind one of the flat-screen TVs in Saddam Hussein's palatial domain that just haven't been found yet! Yes, voting an actor from Law & Order to the highest position of responsibility in the world would go a long way toward restoring our luster in the eyes of the world. But, no, I am a realist, and as a realist I know two things: 1) Bush should have been impeached three years ago and 2) The Eagles are about as "out of the woods" as the Unabomber was out of the woods. Rejoice in this victory if you must but realize that if this is as good as it gets, you might actually have to start giving a rat's ass about the Flyers before long. On to the diary!

What's new and/or interesting in theaters this weekend.

The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford begins with the last train robbery Jesse and Frank James did together, and already you can tell the lengths to which writer/director Andrew Dominik and his DP Roger Deakins have gone to create a new cinematic language for the Western. The night is pitch-black, and the light of the train shines through a late-autumn forest as if God himself were onboard. The inside of the train is cramped and claustrophobic, with passengers literally lying on top of each other. The scene crackles with the constant threat of violence. Dominik has a way of cracking open a genre staple and showing the simmering tension within.

What's new and/or interesting on TV this week.

3:10 to Yuma is another entry in Hollywood's current favorite genre: the remake. Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately, depending on how you look at such things), I can't compare it to the original, as I've never seen it. But I have seen this film, and it's about a down-on-his-luck fellow named Dan Evans (Christian Bale) who's trying to hold onto his ranch, even though a powerful local businessman is trying to drive him off the land so it can be sold to the railroad (a favorite plot device of Westerns). Evans has a bum leg from the Civil War, and a family that includes an older son who doesn't respect him (Logan Lerman), a younger son who looks up to him as a hero, and a lovely supportive wife (Gretchen Mol). As he sees it, they're all counting on him to protect them, to be a good role model, and to give them a good home and good life, and he's failing. So of course he agrees to come along when local lawmen need another man in their posse (which includes Byron McElroy, played by Peter Fonda, and Doc Potter, played by Alan Tudyk of Serenity fame) to help them transport the infamous, vicious killer and robber, Ben Wade (Russell Crowe), to the train that will take him to the prison at Yuma. The job will pay Evans the money he desperately needs to keep his ranch, and it'll make him look like a hero to his kids. The problem is, Wade's gang, now led by his loyal and brutal second-in-command, Charlie Prince (Ben Foster), is determined to rescue him before the train can take him, and they'll kill anybody who gets in their way. And Wade himself isn't exactly a peach either.

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What's new and/or interesting at Philly theaters this weekend.

Londonist are starting to think their city is getting just a little bit too expensive, when even Christian Slater can't afford to go out there. And there's no escaping, as local singer Lily Allen discovered when she was barred entry to the US. The British mapping agency caused further bad karma, by blocking a 3-D representation of London in Google Earth. But the smiles returned to Londonist's faces as they interviewed Baroness von Reichardt, who has completely covered her house in mosaic tiles.

We at the Gothamist network would like to express our heartfelt wishes to the people of Minnesota in the days after their tragic bridge collapse. We're not trying to discount the severity of the accident by making note of it in opposition to our usual -Ist lightheartedness – we just wanted to take a moment and recognize those affected last week.

While SFist cringed at the fatal dose of crime littering the Bay Area, it found solace in Hillary Clinton's San Francisco campaign headquarters opening, which featured loads of exposed mammary glands. In other news, SF Taxi Commission ruled that Satan's cab must keep its (in)famous medallion number, 666; and in an un-fashion-forward frenzy, San Francisco Fashion Week (chortle) bars bloggers from covering and getting smashed at their shows and parties, respectively. Also, they found a picture displaying the woes of cruising in a tacky limo on the streets of San Francisco.

Saturday night at a party, I somehow ended up getting into a conversation with some new acquaintances (and an old friend or two) about the video embedded here. If you're somewhere where you can watch it, do – but you may want to skip the first two and a half minutes or so. If you're not able to watch the video, it's called "Text Message Breakup," and for all its ridiculous conceits, it does express an important sentiment: don't do it.

When I first saw that SEPTA was conducting a campaign to cut down cell phone conversation on their trains, I have to say I was skeptical. No amount of pandering, I thought, would stop passengers from making incredibly urgent calls to talk about the prior night’s debauchery or the conflict at work that only a complete narcissist could spend more than five seconds thinking about. But, alas, I have to say the signs with the juvenile clip art seem to be working. In the last couple of weeks, I’ve definitely heard less high-maintenance drama queens whining about why the demise of their one-month relationship is the end of the world. Makes me think that SEPTA might want to get the five-year-olds at their advertising agency started on some other ideas. Campaign slogans have been provided.

Every Tuesday and Thursday, we'll be posting events that are going on sale during the current week. This Tuesday post only collects the early announcements, so definitely check back on Thursday for the latest ticket news.

When you go to New York or Princeton, are you tired of taking the R7 to Trenton? Do you find the schedule isn’t always convenient or the train gets so delayed you miss the New Jersey Transit train? If you don’t want to risk life and limb on a Chinatown bus, there is another option that is much cheaper and runs more frequently, but the downside is that you have to go to Camden.

I have become, quite by accident, an occasional commuter. The boy, you see, still lives out on the Main Line until August, and once in a while, I end up staying at his place on a weeknight. We've both got places to be in the morning (he to his bar review class, I to my temping position), so he drives me to the train station, kisses me goodbye, and the fun begins. I'm not talking about the wait: as Amtrak continues its rail improvement initiative (or whatever they're calling it), the R5 is running ever later and later. This is a manners column, not a request that SEPTA start running on time. (We covered that one already.) No, no. The real fun is dealing with a group of rude commuters, many of whom have not yet had their morning coffee.

After missing one too many trains as a result of crowded escalators en route to the platform, we have decided to offer up, as a public service, a basic escalator riding tutorial that will be an education to some and a refresher to others. Plus, we want you to get out of the way when we are trying to catch the train!