Don't Make Me Use This!!!!!

As you may recall I have recently come under strong advisement by my father to purchase pepper spray...necessary arms for walking the Rafa at odd hours. After several empty promises to purchase and one actual lie about having purchased it- my safety-minded co-worker, Stacy, intervened on my behalf, and bought me some pepper spray.

JUST IN TIME as it turns out.

I was heading in from my evening walk with Rafa tonight only to be greeted by a mumbling, drunk, lunatic at my doorstep. I have no problem with having a few too many at dinner...it happens to the best of us. I DO, however, have a problem when that overindulgence leads one to believe that my front stoop is their home and that I am someone to whom they can speak crossly.

Rafa and I tried to ignore the loiterer but this guy was having NONE of it. He tried to ask me a question and persisted after I ignored him. I finally turned around to acknowledege him with my finger on the trigger ready to put liquid peppers right into his eyes if he pulled anything. He was speaking jibberish and I was in no mood to fight so I opted to cross the street and wait it out. But the creep FOLLOWED me. I then yanked on Rafa and pulled him toward the safety of a nearby restaurant. Fortunately, I am an in excellent physical shape and have no problem outrunning a staggering drunk guy.

From the safe harbor of the Belgian Cafe, I was able to call 911 (fool me once, bad guys...) and Philly's finest came right away and carted him off. If you ask me, he got off easy. Trust me - he did NOT want to mess with the business end of my pepper spray!!

Kitten and Cuervo

It turns out I am not the only internet sensation among my group of friends. Move over wedding dancers, step aside prison Thriller re-enactments, make room for Kitten and Cuervo. Please view the youtube clip below. It is a few minutes long, but please resist the temptation to think you've got the idea after a minute or so. This performance must be seen in its entirety to be fully appreciated. There is a special treat waiting for the listener at around 1:50.




Now this is a judge-free zone and I am pretty sure I was alowed to drink soda, eat candy, stay up late, and watch R rated movies starting at the age of three... but there is something both jarring yet endearing about watching an impossibly cute three year old sing of Jose Cuervo, bar fights, and cowboy conquests.

For a glimpse into the background of this youtube starlet check out her dad's blog . You may remember, he was also the man who brought us Foxy's Tale and has once before launched Kitten to stardom

BOOOO BIRDS!!!

I have only ever been the fan of one football team: The Philadelphia Eagles. Growing up, I don't think I realized there were other football teams...so great was the enthusiasm for the Iggles in my family. My father, upon moving to a remote mountaintop in Costa Rica drove 6 hours to the capital city to wait in line to get satellite TV so that he could follow his team from the middle of nowhere. Each conversation we have on the phone involves some discussion of the Eagles (what with politics and my love life being off limits for discussion). He recently expressed some dismay that I had not been "following the Eagles off-season moves very closely" and then went on to predict the Eagles will win the Superbowl this year (which they have never done) and that it was a safer bet than anything in the stock market. Sound advice.

The only problem with all of this?? I am no longer an EAGLES fan. This happened at about 10pm last night when I heard they signed that horrible, puppy-killing, sub-human beast Michael Vick. SOOO not ok. I actually feel sorry for Michael Vick he went to jail, he is broke, he needs a job. Whatever. You don't get to spend your millions orchestrating violent doggy-death camps and then go back to making millions. You should get the $12/hour or whatever they pay the person who cleans the cages at the city animal shelter. ughhhhh.

I have taught Rafa to sick balls whenever he sees a Michael Vick Eagles Jersey. Vick Fans: Consider yourselves warned.

photo courtesy of 13gb.com

With Love, Philadelphia

Philadelphia has many well-known attractions: the liberty bell, the Art Museum, Independence Hall, and of course the Rocky Statue. People in search of a history filled getaway often travel to the City of Brotherly Love to experience first hand the place where the Constitution was signed (and to see how freakishly small James Madison was).

Unfortunately though, the history and wonder of Philadelphia are often overshadowed by its rather grim current situation. Like this...and the nicknames "Killadelphia" and "Philthadelphia" have done little to encourage people to pick my town as their vacation destination.

Well, the folks at gophila.com have had ENOUGH! They have launched a rather clever campaign to lure tourists to the city. Touting attractions such as out BYOBs, our World Champion Phillies, and our friendly gays. The campaign includes billboards and TV ads that are seriously funny and catchy. Now here's the problem: THEY ARE IN PHILADELPHIA!! I, a resident of Philadelphia, do not really need much in the way of persuading to take advantage of what my city has to offer. I am no marketing expert but it seems to me that the placement of these ads might be more effective if located in places that ARE NOT Philadelphia.

So as a courtesy to gophila.com and as a declaration of pride in my city I am sharing these efforts with you via the border crossing world wide webs!!

Come visit!!!