Couple o'few things before I stumble off to bed ( Read more... )

1. What was the most memorable meal you ate in 2011?
Maybe I mention this because it's still pretty fresh in my memory, but there was that impressive and succulent Christmas eve dinner my brother-in-law made.

2. What politician most irritated you in 2011 and why?
I would say Herman Cain, except that he is a businessman and not a politician so he doesn ( Read more... )

"Neighborhood offices such as the Wood Street Police Station do not have many 'expensive' operations such as lock up, labs, etc. The Wood Street Police Station has considerably lower overhead than many other stations, aside from higher than average energy bills and some maintenance, which could be covered with some building modification ...so the ( Read more... )

Why is there a procession of schoolchildren walking north on Hoyne Avenue and cheering? Not that I have anything against the small fry getting fresh air and exercise, but when they're led by nuns and followed by police cars, I have to wonder what is up.

Dear The Neigbor Who Lives Kitty-corner from Our Apartment Building ( Read more... )

Dear Across the Street Neighbor Sitting on Her Patio and Smoking a Cigarette at 9:30AM ( Read more... )

OW MY ASS ( Read more... )

Today marks the 25th anniversary of the MOVE bombing in Philadelphia.

Oh, man. I don't know why I should be surprised that it's still such a clusterfuck of bureacracy and injustice, but I am. Oh, I suppose I could go on about the event and Philly in general (although, in spite of myself, I've grown fond of the darned place again). Truthfully, I don ( Read more... )

SOMEONE in my building is cooking SAUERKRAUT. Ugh. The smell-lines leaking into my living room are almost visible.

Here's the thing: While I am obviously no fan of sauerkraut, my husband loves the stuff.  So, please, Maude, let it be any of our neighbors cooking sauerkraut other than the cute single woman living on the second floor.

Because, you ( Read more... )

Trying to bounce back from a day of dizzying heights and terrifying lows. The mind wobbles (don't ask).

Among my adventures and/or misadventures du jour was the taking of the exam to be a 2010 Census worker. The questions, written by Bureaucracy McBureaucrat himself, were the stuff of which ADHD nightmares are made. I shudder to think of the type ( Read more... )