Tuesday, December 31, 2013

2K14: bring it.

I love living in Philadelphia on the first day of a new year.

When we first moved here (as fresh faced babies), in 2004, I didn't know what I was getting into. Not as far as Philly (I had an idea of what that was), but more in regards to New Years.

2008, 2009, 2010, we threw some super-great ragers over at Beulah, with champagne fountains, countdowns, confetti cannons, loud music, people kissing, and everything. So fun. (Props to Marilyn and Sarah, each in their own way the best co-hosts).

Wasn't Beulah fun?
Fast forward: If you follow me on Instagram (also "doggieeyes" over there, if you're not) you've either watched or not watched some of my New Years Day round-ups.  Around 2010, I started "believing" in the Mummers in earnest. 

(If you don't know about it, I can't even really explain it. Mix f'real dudes, banjos, drag, liquor, sleeplessness, competitive drive, hometown pride, mardi gras, and umbrellas, always, lawlessness, hints of racism, carnival, bitter cold, and hangovers, silly string, party anthems, and olde timey traditions, elaborate costumes, and you've got an idea. If you really need to know you should try wikipedia or something, but I'm not sure how far that would get you.)  

All this stuff happens on New Years Day. Now that I'm an old person, this means taking it a little easier on New Year's Eve. I can do that!  

It's weird and it's wild. And you need to be in bed by 10:30.

And I'm really glad I've gotten to do it so many times.  This is my TENTH New Years in Philly, and I'm looking forward to it again tomorrow.

Ten more years? Maybe. Maybe not.

In any case: to my friends who venture out for another day of parties after a whole night of parties, to midnight kissees, to mummers, to Mayor Nutter (?), to Holly for brainstorming resolutions with me every year, to Brown who is maybe my best Mummer soldier, to everybody: Happy New Year. I like it. (Maybe some more on Resolutions later.)

Monday, December 16, 2013

field trip

This weekend JB and Ry took me to see my Philly Photo Day billboard. It's up in my old hood (5th and Oxford), near Crane Arts.

The rainbows look better IRL (both "IRL" in my own window, really, and "IRL" on the billboard, as opposed to a photo of a photo, if that makes sense.)

Thankfully, we were able to find an excellent parking spot for observation.

Monday, December 2, 2013


Some things I have done for my cat:

  • paid for him to get awesome haircuts
  • got him a kitten
  • bought this cool A-frame birdhouse to hang outside his window
  • bought suet, suet cage, to try to attract birds to birdhouse, in fact attracting all the fatty squirrels 

and finally

  • covering suet in Franks to deter squirrels after reading that they hate spicy
  • conceding that squirrels are going to eat it anyway, but really they're just as interesting to watch as birds

Sunday, December 1, 2013


I subscribe to photoyolo, this super straightforward/cool photography project where you just get emailed one picture a day.

I get the daily picture sent to my hotmail, so it's not jammin' up my "real" inbox. Most days I open my yolo, some days I don't. It might be a phone pic of a dog doing a thing, or it might be this:

but they're usually worth opening and spending 3 seconds on. The simplicity of the whole project (including the website and their emails) was super appealing to me. You can sign up here if you're interested.

Friday, November 29, 2013

school days

Here's my new school, where I'm long-term subbing 'til March.  It's in a cool old mansion on Germantown Ave. 

New job means: 
  • hours of commute a day (which means hours of podcasts a day)
  • early bedtimes (a departure from my most recent sleep-in-til-forever lifestyle)
  • the general sense of purpose which comes from employment at any level
  • clay in the treads of all my shoes, paint in my hair, glue on my sweaters
Edit: working with little kids also means I'm surpassing my daily hug intake.  Brian Neville once told us that a human needs 7+ hugs a day (source?) to feel the best/do the best/etc.  I'm more than there.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

Franklin Flea: the good/bad/etc, "some New York thing"

Today we hit the hot new flea market in town, the Franklin Flea, which has filled the "hip flea market" hole that "sneered" at Brooklyn Flea* left.  I have a couple mixed feelings about it, but generally I'd say to try it out.

The good: it's in the old Strawbridges.  So it's a pretty, old, fancy department store, with a few fixtures (like giant chandeliers) in tact and in use.  There's lots of well curated stuff (furniture, housewares, clothes) and a good mix of vintage and handmade.  For instance, I got this "80's Aztec Babydoll dress", which I think fits into my new "wacky art teacher" wardrobe pretty well.

I also got these sour cream glasses which are kind of my holy grail of finds (Philadelphia '76 bicentennial glasses).

Which brings me to the (kind of) bad. Prices were spot on.  Like, not outrageously high or anything, but like exactly market value.  No deals.
The other bad news is that it's still a little small.  Hopefully they'll keep growing and take over some more of Strawbridges, and it'll be a spot you might want to spend a couple hours at.

In any case, worth checking out.

*this whole idea is funny, how people basically boycotted the Brooklyn Flea when it was at the Piazza just because it had the word "Brooklyn" in it.  This article in Philly Magazine is great (in a way), especially because of the one quote:  "I refuse to support anything in Philadelphia that has some New York thing in it's name."

Friday, November 15, 2013


Faithful readers will know I'm a big proponent of Philly Photo Day.

Here's a really good picture I took with my telephone at the opening last night.  (It was impossible).

Well, guess what!  This girl's photo is gonna be on a billboard!  During the month of December, you'll be able to take a field trip to picturesque Kensington, Philadelphia, and see my "work" real big.

Why a picture of curtains and rainbows got picked is kind of mysterious, but I'm pretty stoked anyway*

I'm also excited that they picked another one that is going to be a giant cat.  But more on that later.