Just got back from a weekend trip to Philadelphia with Jason. Nice town. The cheesesteaks are everything they claim to be, the “brotherly love” tag is more or less appropriate, and the sights are among the best in the country, if you’re into American history.
Now I’m tired and in for a long week. I wouldn’t expect to hear from me here any time soon.
- Wednesday, July 5: Wilco, 10:00, Miller Oasis (Unfortunately, this conflicts directly with the Mike Doughty show at the U.S. Cellular stage. Fuck.)
- Sunday, July 9: Counting Crows and Goo Goo Dolls, Marcus Amphitheater
Wilco and Counting Crows are likely my two favorite bands, so this Summerfest couldn’t be workin’ out much better for me.
(I could be convinced to see Elvis Costello, Paul Simon or Pearl Jam, as well, for the record.)
Pizza Shuttle just delivered Kevin a cheeseburger instead of a hamburger. He called and complained, so they said they’d bring him a hamburger. Hamburger #2 turned out to be a cheeseburger as well. Hamburger #3 is on the way.
Cheeseburger #1 is currently in my belly. #2 will be there tomorrow.
Update: #2 was eaten by Sarah and her drunken friends when they got home.
Somehow or other, Lorena Bobbitt came up in conversation today. I guessed that on the list of most popular baby names, “Lorena” must have shot way down after the incident.
Surprisingly, though, that doesn’t seem to be the case.
According to the Social Security Administration, here are the rankings of “Lorena” in the top 500 baby names, from 1990 to 2000. (The dick-chopping occurred in 1993, mind you.)
2000: not on the list
So it sort of falls off the radar in the late nineties, but that’s not really what I expected.
Why did it take a few years?