Archive: December, 2007
The Avoid Delays web site confirms. The hour between 7 p.m. and 8 p.m. is Philly's worst for late arrivals.
Using U.S. Department of Transportation data from October 2007, the site selects the 7 p.m. hour as the worst time of the day to fly into Philadelphia International Airport.
Go ahead, click the snowfall. If only I could get this Chumby to work like this in the paper. The beauty of the blog ....
Here's Thursday's column:
Maybe you read today's column about the Neti Pot and wondered, 'just what was that video like?'
Courtesy of The Consumerist, whose shooter found this at a Balducci's market in Washington, D.C. and files this under the Dept. of Monumental Cluelessness, Well-Meaning Division.
Not sure how a singer-software engineer from Flatwoods, Ky., could understand our suffering so well, but Ryan Parker posted a painful Philly sports ditty on his blog last night, exactly 12 hours before A.J. Feeley found Seattle's Lofa Tatupu for the first time.
Parker calls his song and accompanying video, "The Curse of Billy Penn."
The old Quaker, famously offended because developers were allowed to build buildings taller than he stands on City Hall, is the one who sucked the life out of D-Mac during his end-of-Super Bowl reverse peristalsis, according to Parker's reading. Yes, closer inspection reveals a quill from Billy's pen stuck to Joe Carter's fateful bat.