We Are The World
After a week without Internet in my apartment, my wireless signal has mysteriously returned. But let me just remind you that a week without Internet in apartment already without air conditioning, a microwave, and all TV save PBS and NBC, is a life mildly worth living. Oh, and never, ever rely on Starbucks for wifi. They barely do coffee right (sorry, Jon), so I shouldn't have expected their Internet service to be painless. Or free. Because that would be, oh, I don't know, what even every coffee shop in Lawrence-frickin-Kansas does.
Luckily I was able to leave for the weekend. This was important because Philly hosted a little something called Live 8 this weekend, and, along with such rockin' celebrities as Josh Groban, Sarah McLachlan, Jars of Clay, Rob Thomas, and Maroon 5, up to a million people were expected. Bleh. Fortunately I had plans to go to Baltimore, where one of my friends from Lawrence parents now live. With a boat. On Saturday, we sat on the boat all day. And I mean 12 hours all day. We fished the Chesapeake, we swam the Chesapeake (this is a questionable decision, but they guaranteed me it was OK), we caught a delicious bass, we drank, we ate crabs (Shut it, Jousers). We didn't catch the delicious bass, but it sounds better that way. Everyone else was boated out after Saturday, so we spent yesterday in Annapolis. I was so inspired, I joined the Navy. That sailor's hat will look good with every outfit. And I figure this will give me something to do when I finish here. Again, better story were it true.
The thing I didn't really understand was being "boated out." Are you kidding me??? Being out on the Bay all day Saturday has finally given me a purpose for marriage. All I need is someone with a boat and a dog. We don't even need a house, we'll just live at sea.
But I left Baltimore at 4:30 a.m. and am back in Philly, the city that just keeps on giving. Because Live 8 was not enough, today we're hosting "Welcome America!" This has been planned longer than Live 8, so I'm more forgiving of it. And since Philly is somewhat into that history-founding-of-America thing, I can go with it for that reason, too. What I can't go for is this title. "Welcome America!", banners everywhere proclaim. Are these directed at the citizens of the city, commanding them to welcome the outsiders they actually loathe, reminding them to be nice and abuse that 70% tourist mark-up with a smile? Or are they addressed at the outside world, but in the months of preparation they put into this, could not afford a copy editor, or even a single sixth grader with a B average in English, to remind them of a comma?
Come visit me — DJ Jazzy Jeff has a club in town,
Neeley
Luckily I was able to leave for the weekend. This was important because Philly hosted a little something called Live 8 this weekend, and, along with such rockin' celebrities as Josh Groban, Sarah McLachlan, Jars of Clay, Rob Thomas, and Maroon 5, up to a million people were expected. Bleh. Fortunately I had plans to go to Baltimore, where one of my friends from Lawrence parents now live. With a boat. On Saturday, we sat on the boat all day. And I mean 12 hours all day. We fished the Chesapeake, we swam the Chesapeake (this is a questionable decision, but they guaranteed me it was OK), we caught a delicious bass, we drank, we ate crabs (Shut it, Jousers). We didn't catch the delicious bass, but it sounds better that way. Everyone else was boated out after Saturday, so we spent yesterday in Annapolis. I was so inspired, I joined the Navy. That sailor's hat will look good with every outfit. And I figure this will give me something to do when I finish here. Again, better story were it true.
The thing I didn't really understand was being "boated out." Are you kidding me??? Being out on the Bay all day Saturday has finally given me a purpose for marriage. All I need is someone with a boat and a dog. We don't even need a house, we'll just live at sea.
But I left Baltimore at 4:30 a.m. and am back in Philly, the city that just keeps on giving. Because Live 8 was not enough, today we're hosting "Welcome America!" This has been planned longer than Live 8, so I'm more forgiving of it. And since Philly is somewhat into that history-founding-of-America thing, I can go with it for that reason, too. What I can't go for is this title. "Welcome America!", banners everywhere proclaim. Are these directed at the citizens of the city, commanding them to welcome the outsiders they actually loathe, reminding them to be nice and abuse that 70% tourist mark-up with a smile? Or are they addressed at the outside world, but in the months of preparation they put into this, could not afford a copy editor, or even a single sixth grader with a B average in English, to remind them of a comma?
Come visit me — DJ Jazzy Jeff has a club in town,
Neeley
3 Comments:
Happy Fourth of July. Obviously, that holiday is big here. It really brings out the best the Junk has to offer. I have seen so many mullets, tank tops to the EXXXXTREME and articles of stretch clothing, you'd think I'm in ... well, JC. Anyway, have a great day off everyone. I get to drive to Chapman (1,241: bigger than Jetmore, crap!) to cover the dedication of a veteran's memorial. This sucks because I'll miss the Major General of Fort Riley, who leads JC's big parade. There's nothing like seeing a super-important military official throw Tootsie Rolls from a convertible. Let freedom ring. — AKS
Neeley, despite your Starbucks bashing (as I said, cute baristas :D), I feel for you. I don't have Internet, TV, OR a microwave in my apartment. (I could still watch "Scrubs" on my PC, which makes it livable. Zach Braff, what would I do without you?). I agree with you about Live 8. I've basically been designated the "buzz page" editor, with all of the celebrity gossip stories, including every single Live 8 story that's come over the wire. I've OD'd on Bob Geldof and his African aid G-8 summit message. Philly must be a cool place to be for the 4th though.
JR
I love Welcome America! I got to see Peter Frampton perform two years ago. It was hot. Hope you had a good time celebrating the 4th in the birthplace of America, all that fun stuff. -PP
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