We won't even say the word. We won't even write the letter.
All we'll say is last night, the hillies ulled even when the Mets lost to the Cardinals and they beat the Braves. At Burrell hit a homer. So did Ryan Howard. Forty-thousand-lus acked Citizens Bank Ballark, waving silly white towels, chests ounding with ride.
The hillies won, 6-4. They lay the Nationals (hey, now) this weekend in a three-game set. The Mets get the Marlins.
The difference here is we won't brag. We'll cautiously cheer and remind the city of hiladelhia that this is a team who's ulled close before, only to blow it in the end. So before the hillie hanatic starts dancing around New York TV -- our favorite morning rogram reported this this morn' -- let's all take a deep breath and remember: We're talking about the hiladelhia hillies.
So. Cautious cheering. Won't. Say. The word.
Friday, September 28, 2007
Thursday, September 27, 2007
HOLY SH*T! WE KNOW WHAT WE WANT TO BE WHEN WE GROW UP! FINALLY! WE GET IT!
6:57ish, last night: Excuse me, do you know how to get to the mall in town?
7ish, last night: Excuse me, can you tell me how to get to Hanover?
7:30ish, last night: Excuse me, how do I get to the museum?
We figured it out, sweaty and somewhat out-of-breat, post-run. We should so be a Direction Giver for our full-time gig. We can still dabble in music on the side. But full-time Direction Giver sounds fantastic.
Why?
Every time we go out for a li'l jog, someone asks us for directions. Every time, we give them. Friendly and somewhat annoyed we haven't started running. Ah, well. Good samaritan is so the new 2007, right?
7ish, last night: Excuse me, can you tell me how to get to Hanover?
7:30ish, last night: Excuse me, how do I get to the museum?
We figured it out, sweaty and somewhat out-of-breat, post-run. We should so be a Direction Giver for our full-time gig. We can still dabble in music on the side. But full-time Direction Giver sounds fantastic.
Why?
Every time we go out for a li'l jog, someone asks us for directions. Every time, we give them. Friendly and somewhat annoyed we haven't started running. Ah, well. Good samaritan is so the new 2007, right?
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Read the Comments!
(A loyal and too pretty reader suggested we repost this because it was HIIIIlarious).
Dear Commerce Bank Guy,
Oh no you didn't. No you didn't just wave a stupid effing Commerce Bank flier in our effing face when all we wanted was an effing bagel and effing coffee and to be effing left alone. We don't want your effing business. You represent one of like 18 banks in our effing town AND you replaced one of our favorite effing bars with your big stupid red C'd building and plush parking. You're a white guy in a suit waving fliers and we almost punched you in the face. Do people really decide their financial futures based on Jimmy Stewart in a suit over there? Eff, no. But oh with the fliers. Rule of thumb: if we don't make eye contact, which annoys us because we *always* make eye contact, then don't come at us us with your effing flier. Keep it pocketed and don't be all up in our sh*t. Commerce Bank sucks, Commerce Bank Guy. Now choke on that, slapnuts. EFF.
There. All better.
Dear Commerce Bank Guy,
Oh no you didn't. No you didn't just wave a stupid effing Commerce Bank flier in our effing face when all we wanted was an effing bagel and effing coffee and to be effing left alone. We don't want your effing business. You represent one of like 18 banks in our effing town AND you replaced one of our favorite effing bars with your big stupid red C'd building and plush parking. You're a white guy in a suit waving fliers and we almost punched you in the face. Do people really decide their financial futures based on Jimmy Stewart in a suit over there? Eff, no. But oh with the fliers. Rule of thumb: if we don't make eye contact, which annoys us because we *always* make eye contact, then don't come at us us with your effing flier. Keep it pocketed and don't be all up in our sh*t. Commerce Bank sucks, Commerce Bank Guy. Now choke on that, slapnuts. EFF.
There. All better.
Oh that Addison and HEY! Nate's alive!
OK. So we love us some Addison. Who doesn't, really? But we're so off the Shondaland Express. Granted, the show opened with Dr. Weber, which was nice, and Addison dancing naked, which was really nice, but, well, we just couldn't get into seeing such pretty doctors all the damn time. We made it through the initial nakedness, which, again, nice, and then we caught the end with the shadow nakedness -- we know, you had to be there -- but other than that, THUMBS DOWN for Private Practice.
Meanwhile...
Thumbs way the eff up for the Dirty Sexy Money. Peter Krause effing rules, and while it's weird his wife is Lisa -- we know, you have to have watched the Six Feet Under to get the reference -- the show itself is tight. We love that Nate Fischer/Nick George gets to tell a bunch of clueless rich twats where to put it.
Oh. And trannies.
Watch the Dirty Sexy Money. Don't watch the Private Practice. God, this pains us because Kate Walsh is so our girl. Damn you, Shondaland.
The Mets lost again?
Yeah. But, um. Then, well, the Phillies. They don't even deserve a verb.
From Todd Zolecki's story in the Inquirer:
They led the NL wild-card race with eight games to play in 2003 but finished 1-7 to wind up far behind the Florida Marlins. They shared the wild-card lead with 16 games to play in 2005 but ended up one game behind the Houston Astros despite a 10-6 finish. They shared the wild-card lead with six games to play last season but went 3-3 to finish three games behind the Los Angeles Dodgers.
They have missed the playoffs by a combined four games in the last two seasons.
So they stay two back of the Mets, and are now one game back of the Padres because of course the Padres won last night and of course the Phillies, who tied for the Wild Card on Monday *without playing*, are now one-game behind the Padres.
Awesome.
From Todd Zolecki's story in the Inquirer:
They led the NL wild-card race with eight games to play in 2003 but finished 1-7 to wind up far behind the Florida Marlins. They shared the wild-card lead with 16 games to play in 2005 but ended up one game behind the Houston Astros despite a 10-6 finish. They shared the wild-card lead with six games to play last season but went 3-3 to finish three games behind the Los Angeles Dodgers.
They have missed the playoffs by a combined four games in the last two seasons.
So they stay two back of the Mets, and are now one game back of the Padres because of course the Padres won last night and of course the Phillies, who tied for the Wild Card on Monday *without playing*, are now one-game behind the Padres.
Awesome.
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