Whorin'
Whoa-ho, the Ludic Log is finally back after the great Philadelphia Hiatus! I'm gonna try like hell to keep the thing rolling, but if we end up moving, the next two weeks are going to be hectic to say the least. Anyway, here's what we got:
Friday: a Fotoblog Friday featuring people, places and things from my trip to Philadelphia for the 215 Festival. Note in advance that my camera was dysfunctional during much of this trip and I am a bad photographer, so many pictures are missing and the ones that remain are blurry and crappy.
Saturday: Special Philadelphia/215 Festival-related lists and sausage for your dining pleasure.
Sunday: as usual, Sunday is just a link, but you should check it out nonetheless, because unlike most of my links, this one is useful and interesting.
Monday: a recap in incomprehensible, rambling high-Pierceian style of my sojourn in Phila and my comings and goings at the 215 Festival. Or at least as much of them as I can remember given how drunk I was, so please forgive me if I failed to mention you or the four kilos of cocaine you sold me.
Tuesday: okay! Enough of the goddamn 215 Festival already! Fine then. Here's another one of those dumb-ass comedic dialogue things all the kids are crazy for. It's called "Frankenfood, or, Guess What's Coming To Dinner?"
Friday: a Fotoblog Friday featuring people, places and things from my trip to Philadelphia for the 215 Festival. Note in advance that my camera was dysfunctional during much of this trip and I am a bad photographer, so many pictures are missing and the ones that remain are blurry and crappy.
Saturday: Special Philadelphia/215 Festival-related lists and sausage for your dining pleasure.
Sunday: as usual, Sunday is just a link, but you should check it out nonetheless, because unlike most of my links, this one is useful and interesting.
Monday: a recap in incomprehensible, rambling high-Pierceian style of my sojourn in Phila and my comings and goings at the 215 Festival. Or at least as much of them as I can remember given how drunk I was, so please forgive me if I failed to mention you or the four kilos of cocaine you sold me.
Tuesday: okay! Enough of the goddamn 215 Festival already! Fine then. Here's another one of those dumb-ass comedic dialogue things all the kids are crazy for. It's called "Frankenfood, or, Guess What's Coming To Dinner?"