Lookee where Google Street view is now:
If a tree falls in your backyard, does anyone hear it?
Happy Anniversary Leslie!
Today, Leslie and I have been married for five years. Since then, we’ve lived in four different houses in two cities. I’ve loved every minute of it.
Thanks for sticking with me through all the mysterious illnesses, job hunts, broken bones, car accidents, moves, fantasy football drafts, nasal surgeries, federal floods, exploding water heaters, speeding tickets, and family visits. I love you. I’m proud to call you my wife.
Fond Memories, or, Your childhood neighborhood on COPS
When we flip through the tv schedule we always stop on the stations that mention Philadelphia or New Orleans. Mostly we see New Orleans, especially on the Food Network and the Travel Channel. Anthony Bourdain’s No Reservations did an excellent episode there.
In the last few months I have been lucky enough to catch my hometown on various episodes of beloved television shows, such as: Diners, Drive Ins, and Dives, and COPS! The Dining Car, a Philadelphia diner institution, and my grandparents’ favorite after church breakfast place, was featured one evening – we were all very excited to see Northeast Philadelphia on the small screen.
But that was nothing compared to the other night when Oxford Circle, the neighborhood where Beth and I grew up, was on COPS! Woo-hoo! Two guys with mullets and tie-dye tank tops held up a pizza shop (Chevy’s Pizza – incredibly delicious Sicilian pie) and were going to hold up another pizza shop down the street. But this fabulous Northeast Philly girl called the cops and they were caught at the Sunoco station on the Boulevard next door to our old church where we went to CCD on Tuesday nights. I laughed till I cried and then called my Mom who laughed even harder. I love Philadelphia.
Trying to sound professional but failing and sounding like an ass
In my job I leave a lot of messages for real estate agents and it is more and more common for me to hear this greeting:
“Hello, this is Agent-I-suck-at-my-job, I am unable to answer the phone at this time, please leave a message and I will get back to you at my earliest convenience.”
Your earliest convenience? Seriously? Do you realize what that means exactly? It means that your clients and peers hear that you’ll deal with their issue when you feel like getting around to it, not ASAP as you think it sounds.
I’m putting this post under ‘Overrated’ because so many people thinks this phrase sounds slick, but really they sound like idiots.
Shockey!
Jeremy Shockey! is a Saint. It hurts, but this should be a huge help for the Saints on offense. Marques Colston will improve with another legitmate passing option for Brees, and the running game will also benefit. I hope.
Or he could be a complete turd. Check that. I’m sure he will be a turd. I just hope he’s not a cancer.
I do promise that I will throw up a little when I see the fleur de lis over that hideous ‘MERIKA ROOLZ tattoo.
When it rains, it pours
So yesterday afternoon our hot water heater leaked and overflowed through the ceiling into the kitchen.
No hot water, on top of no AC, on top of a broken leg.
Ain’t life grand?
Me Links I Protest Too Much
I just checked the links for elbuzzard. I don’t have one. I don’t know why I would, but I am still jealous.
Here are some options:
or here is our Goodwill newsletter from when I was Employee of the Month (holla!)
or this article about my experiences with a sex offender
please pick one.
Here’s the evidence
I broke my leg.
My timing is impeccable.
UPDATE: Here’s some pictures Leslie took with my cell phone in the Emergency Room. I’ll put them after the break, so that the squeamish don’t have to see if they don’t want to. Continue reading I broke my leg.


