That's not what the Death card means

Short, fat and ugly - but I'm not judging
written 2011-05-09 08:31:51

Last night this woman shrieked at me for standing on "her porch", which was in fact the common area of a commercial building. I was wishing my mom a happy Mother's Day at the time, so I declined to enter into a discussion of property rights with her at that time. I am considering calling the store she came out of to complain to the manager, but only because she probably is the manager. My heart is not completely without spite.

Mostly shaved off the playoff beard this morning. It took two razor blades, may have killed my electric trimmer, and I still have the Van Dyke. Stupid Flyers. You'll get 'em next year.

Where can I go where they have this weather year-round?

--8:26 AM, EDT, Philadelphia, PA, blues that hit you like a cannonball

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