Archive: December, 2006
A friend over at WHYY sends this link to his favorite new search engine. Turn your speakers on. Don't forget to search for something.
I asked "Who is Ms. Dewey?" Found this.
The suburban cops beat has turned up a local skirmish in the War against Christmas - or let's just call it Philadelphia's War On Santa.
Headline in the Colonial newspaper of Fort Washington:
St. David's Square's holiday decorations are supposed to be snow drifts festooning the roof of the building - or icicles. We don't know. But one reader, who sent this photograph our way, wondered if some of those designs - especially that middle one - wasn't a little angry at the season.
Perhaps it's a sign pointing the way to a display of fun-for-the-whole-family DVD's for Christmas..... featuring the movie "Big".
awesome
There was the chance those filing into the University of Pennsylvania book store Tuesday night would learn the ending to one of the city's more gripping mysteries: What does Craig Laban look like?
Laban was coming to read from his book of Inquirer restaurant reviews. His looks have been the subject of myriad profiles and blog posts - he visits restaurants anonymously - and a few unfavorably reviewed chefs have schemed to post photographs of him during his career here and in New Orleans. Laban takes great pains to obscure his identity - having friends make reservations for him, mumbling into hidden microphones when reviewing a meal, even changing his facial topiary and body type, although this later stunt might be due to the vast quantities of delicious food he is required by his work to sample, and then work off.
But product must be moved, and so Laban agreed to speak at the book store in support of The Philadelphia Inquirer Restaurant Guide. What's an anonymous critic to do?
In memory of the actor Peter Boyle, who died Wednesday at age 71. Known to many as the crusty, Lazy-Boy-bound grandpa from Everyone Loves Raymond, the son of a Philadelphia kiddie-TV personality had this memorable turn as a monster, in Mel Brooks' 1974 spoof, Young Frankenstein.
Swing & A Miss weighs in on the AI swap meet:
FOR SALE 1995 Bentley sedan. Driven hard. Never garaged. Entered in over 100 off-road races; finished in 98. Body compromised in too many places to list here. Involved in three known accidents. Driver-side door does not open. Last known oil change ca. the new millennium. $59,900 or BO. Contact: Billy King, Philadelphia 76ers.
Ok, hands down, favorite post of the day:
Soy makes you gay.
World Net Daily, a conservative Christian site, ran a column yesterday by Jim Rutz called the Big Picture. It begins:
Jib Jab has produced a 2006 Year-in-Review.
This is how they describe it: "In an expresson of art meets entertainment meets technology, the video will extend beyond politics to include a look back at the public mishaps of high profile people in our 'celebrity created' society, ranging from Mel Gibson's meltdown to Mark Foley's downward spiral, Brangelina's clan of kids, to Paris, Britney and Tom Cruise."
Boycott Rocky Balboa, argues the Publications Office, a blog by Haverford collegiatesFairmount dilittantes:
First, the things that the movies stand for, brutal, gladiatorial violence, unrealistic optimism, machismo, stupidity, ridiculing the brain damaged, are not positive activities. These stigmata have become what our fair city is most recognized for.
Worse, the blogger anticipates a skull-numbing string of sequels in which the Rock matches up with Satan, Mel Gibson and the Super Shredder.
Tower Records' final sale seems to have caused a run on $2 cut-outs and rock and roll reminiscences. A Washington Post ran an ode to rummaging through the racks yesterday. Pesky Apostrophe showed what $23 buys at the now-spartan Avenue of the Arts store. And shopgirl Sara Sherr took us behind the counter, talking of music stores as the places where she has always felt most comfortable.
First, Paul Fahri in the Washington Post wrote of stopping by his local, going-out-of-business Tower, and sensing the passing of more than a store:
All of it is going, of course -- not just Tower, but the record store culture that Tower embodied. Anything that can be squeezed down to ones and zeros and moved around at the speed of electrons doesn't have to be stacked in plastic cases, shoved into bins and splayed over aisles under fluorescent lights anymore. All of it's going online.
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Tower Records' final sale seems to have caused a run on $2 cut-outs and rock and roll reminiscences. A Washington Post ran an ode to rummaging through the racks yesterday. Pesky Apostrophe showed what $23 buys at the now-spartan Avenue of the Arts store. And shopgirl Sara Sherr took us behind the counter, talking of music stores as the places where she has always felt most comfortable.