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Mysterious Mysteries
So, the Village Voice put Philly-born porn star Stoya on their cover this week. That should be a good story and good click-bait. We should know, since we did a cover story on her in 2008. Of course there's room for multiple stories in alt-weeklies on the same subject, especially four years later. I'm just courting some of that sweet sweet click-bait.
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They're still vague, creepy, righteous and opposed to forgiving and forgetting. This is Occupy Philadelphia-related.
View galleryI should probably start by saying that my little Bella Vista backyard has proven to be a magnet for unwanted things in the two years I've lived there. I don't know what it is — the high fences, the quiet-looking alley adjacent — but there's something about the enclosed 12-foot-by-12-foot space that has proven irresistable to litterers and thing-losers. Cigarette butts, shopping bags, tallboy cans, barbecue tongs from nearby third floor decks... hell I've been storing a crappy plastic table from a previous resident back there because I keep forgetting about it. I'm really only out there in the summer. Which is probably why I didn't notice the huge pile of Philly Weeklys in my yard until about three weeks past their street date. But why are they there?
1. This is how PW inflates its circulation numbers, by throwing old ones in random yards. Possible. This appears to have once been one of those neat stacks that get dropped off honor boxes. But I don't see how it helps your pick-up rate to dump the papers instead of recycling them.
2. Some local business was like, "I told that circulation guy no but he dropped off the papers anyway so I'll just toss them wherever." Maybe. This could be a wayward pile of PWs that got stinkpalmed on some unsuspecting foyer or lobby.
3. My neighbors, tired of having unrequested PWs dropped off on their doorstep, all gathered to stack them up flatly and discard them in my yard because they forgot which paper I work for. Not very likely, although people do confuse the papers sometimes. Here's a handy tip: City Paper is the one that doesn't chuck shit into your yard. (Hopefully. For all I know we've all got the same drivers and they're all driving around high tossing stacks like bales of hay.)
4. This is a false flag operation by the some other paper in town. Unlikely, but where were you on the weeks in question, Public Record?
5. This is the first volley in some kind of alt-weekly war. ???
All but lost in last night's Cole Hamels domination/Reds sweeping/Oswalt troll-facing in the Phils NLDS-clinching 2-0 win was TBS announcer Brian Anderson using the most baffling idiom we'd ever heard. In the fourth inning, after Scott Rolen broke his 0-for-the series with a single, Anderson said:
"Rolen gets the skunk out of the box."
It is, honestly, a befuddling thing to say. Our drunken smartphone Googling produced unsatisfactory results, a bunch of stuff related to literally getting a skunk out of a humane trap. While I can imagine that finding oneself with a boxed skunk would indeed be an unpleasant situation, this struck me as far too on-the-nose an explanation for such a colorful euphemism. More extensive Google research today (adding quotes, expanding the search to "got the skunk out of the box") reveals that the saying gets heavy (but not exclusive, witness this account of the poor Lomira, Wis.,high school girls volleyball team whose victory over Omro was described as such by the Fond du Lac Reporter) usage on fishing message boards(!?). Which makes no sense to us (we don't fish).
Can anyone, anyone at all, help us with the etymology behind "got the skunk out of the box"? What on earth does it mean?
If "the box" is a desirable place to be, then presumably one would not want to share it with a skunk. In other words, the once the skunk is out of the box, it will still stink like a skunk but at least it can start to air out a bit. In other words, breaking the 0-for with a single won't fix Rolen's average, but at least he's not 0-for anymore. In fishing, maybe sportsmen use this idiom as a way to blame a faulty tacklebox for their lack of fish. Their bait, in other words, stinks. This is 100% conjecture.
i like your thinking, Ambiguator. I hadn't really considered that Rolen was in the box with the skunk. The "literature" such as it is on this and with regards to the humane traps suggests that a skunk cannot spray unless it's standing on its hind legs. However, a box that could accommodate both a skunk and a human would obviously be big enough for the skunk to stand and spray, making it indeed unpleasant for, in this case, Scott Rolen.
The fact that the phrase was used on fishing message boards made me think of my co-worker, call him Lyle, who dabbles in the semi-pro fishing circuit. He was away on his honeymoon during the series, but he returned to the office today and told me all about the phrase. According to Lyle, if you've been out in your boat for hours, it's getting late, and you haven't caught anything, you're, "getting skunked." A boat that is getting skunked can also be said to be, "flying a skunk flag." Clearly, nobody wants to get skunked. But, if at the end of a long, fishless day, you finally catch your first one, you have, "gotten the skunk out of the boat." You no longer have to worry about getting skunked - you can concentrate on just catching some fish. So, credit where it's due: TBS announcer Brian Anderson used the phrase well. As BH noted, Scott Rolen hadn't gotten a hit in the series before the at-bat in question, in which he finally got that elusive first hit. But, while the phrase was used appropriately, Anderson may have overestimated the percentage of the audience that would recognize the phrase. According to Lyle, the phrase is a fishing thing and kind of a southern thing. So, if you live in a place where the Civil War is referred to as something other than The War of Northern Aggression and you're not a serious fisherman, you probably didn't know what the hell Anderson was talking about, either. References: http://3.ly/C2tM http://3.ly/ws5V
This is my favorite skunk-related blogpost of all time.
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Pasted right from Craigslist. The missed connection here refers to Carlos "Chooch" Ruiz and a thrown friendship bracelet.
You are my favorite baseball player. That being said, I made you a friendship bracelet in Phillies colors. When you drove out of the CBP parking lot after the game on Sunday, I may or may not have thrown said bracelet at your car. I was kind of drunk and it seemed like the right thing to do at the time. Please accept my apology and the bracelet as I will try to mail it to you. Also, please give my apologies to Valdez because he drove out right after you and I also threw it at his car.
Sincerely-- N.
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That sign is pointing towards the fire alarm system control panel and the fire hose connection location, so that the firefighters know where to go in case of a fire and building maintenance personnel for false alarms, system shut-off, etc. The fire hose connection is called a siamese because it has two hose connection points which are bilaterally symmetrical. A typical fire hose connection will have two 2.5" inputs and one 4" output oriented in a Y-shape. The fire hose connection is used by the fire department to connect their pump trucks into the sprinkler system to put more pressure into the sprinkler piping. Deluge refers to a sprinkler system where all the sprinkler heads can be turned on at once, which is different from the standard type of system where heads operate independently from each other. A siamese connection is not even the weirdest named item in fire protection. That title goes to the "retard chamber."
Holy shit, that is quite possibly the most informative Internet comment I've ever read. Thanks Drew!
Siamese is a type of pipe. You know, that water comes out of.
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I believe that I've relieved myself on that cheek wall once before. Now I know why I wasn't arrested.....
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An article in today's DelCo Times nearly depressed me to death.
The headline: Joy of Wegman's arrives with new Chesco store
It's about a Wegmans (no apostrophe) opening up, one with an Irish pub in it. And people who don't even live that close to it are, like, really ecstatic. It's possible that the only way to do this thing justice is to go line by line.
EAST WHITELAND Feel the love.
Okay. East Whiteland? Seems a little on the nose. Love, meanwhile, feels kind of extreme for a supermarket, even a nice one, opening up. But as we'll soon see, it's the right word for the situation.
Wegmans' Malvern store opened on Sunday morning at 7 to a first-day crowd that lined the front of the massive 130,000-square-foot building, made a turn and continued out into the parking lot.
Look, people used to camp out for NKOTB tickets. To each their own and such. But. Nobody likes lines. Or crowds. The grocery store will still be there later.
Customers came from New Castle, Del., Newtown Square, Royersford and around the corner in Charlestown and Tredyffrin.
"My property values just went up," Tredyffrin resident Robin Gorneau said about the opening of the Wegmans supermarket, the first retailer in Uptown Worthington.
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You, madam, are a Martian, but that's okay because you appear to be living on Mars. Property values went up? Because you can now get pre-cooked rotisserie chicken at low low prices? (And values? Either she owns multiple properties or she's talking about a moral situation.) And it's the town's first retailer? And there's a place called Uptown Worthington?
Gorneau compared the opening day event to a microcosm of America saying she was there to support her neighborhood, her community and the great state of Pennsylvania.
Okay, now the reporter's getting swept up in the moment. Your paper is in DelCo. The store is in ChesCo. Have some self-respect. And this Gorneau character's giving me a confused-jingoistic Palin vibe.
Gorneau, who was minutes away from walking into the new store, the second in chain to feature an Irish-style pub, commented, "I may never cook again."
Robin, you settle the hell down right now.
Her husband, David Crowther, commented on what he considered a perfect week; BP's gushing oil line in the Gulf was capped and the Malvern Wegmans opened.
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Here's where we realize Gorneau and Crowther spouses with different last names? intrigue! are in a cult. Weakened by fluorescent lights and chef-prepared meals ready to go, they have given their souls over to the supermarket giant. The Kool Aid is just that cheap.
At 7 a.m. sharp, the first customers in the store were greeted by Wegmans' employees who shouting out the company cheer.
Let's ignore the typo and concentrate on this: There's a company cheer. And, when the economy's bad enough, you can pay people enough to shout it in a parking lot at 7 a.m.
Employees with cameras took pictures of the parade of customers as they came through the front door. Customers took photos of employees.
But when they went to upload the photos, they found their cameras had shut down and could not be revived,. The memory cards were wiped clean except for a single word document. In small type it read simply, "I was only a camera, but I deserved better than this."
Wegmans estimated about 1,000 people were in line before the store opened.
"It's a very nice crowd," said Jo Natale, Wegmans spokeswoman, who started her workday at 5:40 a.m. "We weren't sure what (volume) to expect on a hot summer day but we're just thrilled."
Hey, did you hear they stopped the oil leak?!
The Malvern store employs 650 workers gleamed from a pool of 6,000 who applied for jobs at the Rochester, N.Y.-based supermarket chain's newest location.
Wrong word? No! These 650 people gleamed from that application pool like pennies in a wishing well.
Wegmans Malvern store is one of several in the region. Its Downingtown store opened in 2003. Last fall it opened its Collegeville location, its first market with a pub. In 2012,
Wegmans plans to open a store in King of Prussia.
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Hi, welcome to the future. Pennsylvania, 2010. And I'm telling you it's great here. The air is clean, the water's clean, even the dirt, it's clean. Property values are way up, cooking is way down. And we have more excellent olive bars than any other planet we communicate with.
Uptown Worthington, a proposed mixed-use community of retail, residential and commercial, is being developed by O'Neill Properties of King of Prussia. The property was the longtime home of Worthington Steel, and before that, National Rolling Mill.
Now those former steel workers greet you when you walk in! Okay, that was cruel. I'm sorry.
The next retailer to open in Uptown Worthington will be a Target store. It is scheduled to open next Sunday.
Mass suicide in the parking lot. Wear a robe!
Rob Dukes of Charlestown documented the progress of the new Wegmans every step of the way since ground breaking in May 2009.
"I stopped by on Sundays. Took a picture every week from the same place in the parking lot," Dukes said, pointing to the spot.
Dukes presented the photo album to the store management.
But, flipping through, they realized it was just the word "WEGMAN" over and over again written in feces on loose leaf.
Dukes, who said he had shopped at the Downingtown store every day, expects to move his grocery shopping to the Malvern location which is closer to his home.
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Well, at this point you're invested.
Denise Foehl of Royersford "loves Wegmans. The produce is impeccable, the olive bar is awesome."
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have tickets to The Sorcerer's Apprentice, which looks awesome as well."
Charlestown residents Marianne and Remo Caccavo were first in line, arriving at 4:30 a.m. Sunday.
In accordance with company rules, they were permitted to choose one Wegmans employee to keep as a pet. After a quick survey of the choices they selected Harvey Lewis, an 87-year-old retired steel worker.
The Caccavos have shopped at Wegmans Downingtown since it opened seven years ago.
With a Wegmans closer to home, they said they plan to have dinner at the pub, and then do their shopping.
That is, assuming the pub serves dinner at 4:30 a.m.
Gerry Hunt from Newtown Square is a regular shopper at Wegmans Downingtown but now expects to take her business to the new store
If the main theme of this article is that people are way too excited about Wegmans Malvern, the leitmotif is that Wegmans Downingtown is screwed.
Ethel Alves and her mother, Maggy, from New Castle, Del. want their own Wegmans in the First State..
Ethel Alves she wrote to Wegmans headquarters to inform them the abandoned Chrysler plant property was available.
That's very proactive, but I don't think Downingtown could take another blow.
Alves is a big fan of the supermarket chain, having shopped at Wegmans Downingtown, Collegeville, Princeton and Woodbridge, N.J., and a Wegmans in New York. The Malvern Wegmans, however, was their first opening day experience.
"Guess I don't need this anymore," she said rising up out of her wheelchair and tossing it across the parking lot.
Ruth Westcott of West Chester was at the opening day for reasons other than shopping.
Please please please be terrorism.
"I worked at National Rolling Mills for 29 years until they moved to Aberdeen, Md.," Westcott said. "I got here every day at quarter till six in the morning."
Westcott said she worked in most every part of the plant and was one of the last women employed there.
Westcott said she retired at age 67 but would still be working at the mill if had not relocated.
"I loved it," she said.
Doesn't sound like she's ruled out terrorism.
Funny you should say that, Creighton Rabs. Staying the fuck out Chester County is everybody's birthday wish. Boop doop be boop.
This article is one of the funniest things I've read in years! I live in Wegmans hometown, Rochester, and believe me they deserve the sarcasm! "But who is the bigger fool? The fool himself or the people he fools?" Master Yoda
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Can't remember when I've enjoyed reading a deconstructed press release more. Can this be a regular Clog feature? Hmm...
If this isn't news then why are you commenting 'in' minutiae about Wegmans? You are a bit of a drama queen, are you getting enough attention at home?
Do the world a favor and stay the fuck out of Chester County and stick to your corner stores, chinese take-out-places, fast food joints on every corner and Save-a-lots in Philly. It's yet another reason why the suburbs rule and the city reeks.
uh oh, sounds like some chesco visitors are a bit testy. "LEAVE WEGMANS ALOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!!!!!"
Thanks for the laughs as usual, Pat Rapa.
Hilarious!
As opposed to the Chinese take-out, dollar stores, and fast food in the suburbs? I think they have a little more variety in the city there, buddy. I live literally half a mile from the new Wegmans, in Chester County, where I grew up. You have obviously been stirred into a flaming tizzy at some well-crafted ribbing. Isn't the pleasant scenery enough to calm you down after someone pokes a little fun at you? Oh by the way doing the world a favor and doing you a favor are two seperate and distinct things, although you are definitely not the only one with that attitude out here.
The typos in that thing are giving me a stress headache. DelCo reporter, come on! You're better than this.
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lolz.
My favorite part was: "Okay. East Whiteland? Seems a little on the nose." Yes! Somebody else who realizes that this new Wegmans is NOT in Malvern! I live in Malvern. This store is not in Malvern. It's just able to claim to be in the wonderful Borough of Malvern because East Whiteland uses the Malvern post office since it lacks a post office of its own, so Wegmans can put Malvern as their mailing address. Wegmans, you are NOT in Malvern!
Reporters at some local papers are not well trained in journalism based on this piece. So what else is new. Advertising is down, people (who can read) confuse usage of "there" and "their" along with "your" and "you're," budgets are cut to the bone, no one looking over a young reporter's shoulders to make sure they learn how to write reports, fact-checking is skimmed over, titles are confused, the deceased name is switched with a perpetrator's, OH WAIT. This isn't about the INKY, "you're" writing about the Delco Times! I knew "there" was something not quite right about this when the subjects and "their" stories seemed so quaint in "your" story Mr. Rapa. BTW what is up with all this Wegmans worship? People go way overboard when they describe their affinity for this place to me.
Wegmans Pub......here's their bid 2bcome Vanguard watering hole.
to be fair, there are studies by the realtors association that do seem to indicate that when a wegmans opens near your house, the value of the house goes up with the rest of the nearby community...
I have to tell you, Wegmans is sorely missed when you move across country. You don't miss your water...
FUCK WEGMANS.
Wegmans is a very good, interesting food store, they get a lot of things right, I would shop one if it was near. But there's group psychology going on here...excitement beyond reason. My explanation: standard supermarkets, tho fine as groceries go, have an overwhelming sense of gotta-get-this-shopping-over-and-get-OUT-OF-HERE. Any delay of a few seconds (carts blocking an aisle etc.) is barely tolerable, ten second (unproductive) delay can't be endured. Buoyed by favorable pre-chatter, feeling like you're at the cool place, eased by the spot lighting-earth tones-fake euro market...these are big appeals, big attitude changers. Tho many shoppers move thru wegmans, I sense the crowd relief that they needn't rush-groan-kill in the store. Chill, check it out, be seen, be cool... Just shop at a regular store CLOSE to a Wegmans. Clean-wide selection-reasonable pricing-rotisserie chicken etc. Feels like you're at the dull party when down the dorm hall, there's dancing-laughter-hot people. What if a new Wegmans had boring fluorescent lighting, 1990s wall art and colors, no marble-no black or flecked shelving-no etc etc... I bet shopping atmosphere would slowly regress to stress-rush-move it. I suppose too the hot dorm party had the better sound system, strobe lighting, a naked mannequin, dozens of streamers, cooler cups...
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Clearly the author has never been to Wegmans. What's wrong with loving a clearly superior grocery store? Even Alec Baldwin's mom won't move to California because she won't give it up. Get a life.
Is this a LARPING thing? A Wiccan thing? Some kind of park/netherworld turf war? Whoever you are, Fairmount Park Demon: Eyes up. This dude means business.
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As the credit says, this pic was found via @MikelsNeat's Twitter. This letter has been photographed before, in another place. So what's up? Who's posting this? And why? And who's the FPDemon? And...?
I've seen this thing posted twice on Kelly Drive. One under the bridge by the Crew stands and the other on a random pole. I've always wanted to write back.
I've seen this posted near Spring Mill station in Conshohocken and along the dirt trail near the river damn between Manayunk and Conshohocken.
they are also all down forbidden drive.
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Sunday night at 8-ish, I drove around my East Passyunk neighborhood looking and looking and looking for a parking space and finally found one on the 900 block of teeny-tiny Fernon, between Tasker and Morris. This is not an unusual way to spend an evening.
The next morning, my car was gone — as were the rest of the vehicles on that block — replaced by monster street-destroying trucks, sitting there munching on the asphalt on which I'd treaded just 12 hours before.
Shit, the impound lot. I've seen Parking Wars. I don't want to go there.
So I called 311, our non-emergency info line. The busy, sorta annoyed 311 folks told me that sometimes the city "relocates" cars for paving purposes, and that if I called the Streets Department they could tell me where exactly my car was. They transferred me.
The Streets Department lady, while griping that the 311 people shouldn't have transferred me to her, was very helpful and looked up my plate number on various slow-moving computer screens till she eventually came to the conclusion that, since the relocation had just occurred, my plate probably wasn't in the system yet. I should poke around the neighborhood, and if I still can't find my car, call my local Police Department (holler, Fourth District).
So I poked. Up 10th street, down Ninth, in and out of the little streets I couldn't imagine a tow truck could even squeeze through. I even walked up and down the aisles of the Acme parking lot like a crazy person, but nada.
This morning I called the Fourth District, and the busy, sorta annoyed lady on the phone told me that the tow companies who relocate cars for paving don't record plate numbers, or where they put the cars. "It's probably in a five-block radius of where you parked it," she said. "Just look around for it, and if you don't find it, call 911."
Now, I don't really consider this an emergency emergency — I don't rely on my car, I just kinda want to, y'know, know where it is — so I'll be spending the evening combing the streets of South Philly, again, on what's starting to seem like a never-ending scavenger hunt for my silver Honda. (Which is, apparently, the same car everyone else in South Philly drives, too.)
Is this happening to other people? Is it taking you forever to actually find your relocated car? If the five-block-radius rule is true, then my car could be anywhere from Broad to Fourth, Federal to McKean. Wish me luck, and share your own relocation woes in the comments if you like.
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No doubt it will have several tickets on it and you will have to fight with the PPA next.
When my neighborhood organized a 5k, the police did move cars (they had been warned). But they just moved them about 4 blocks away, to Washington. No cost to relocate.
Although I feel for you and hope you get your car back ASAP, I have to say that there were signs posted all over Fernon St. about the Monday, 6am deadline to have cars moved off the street. I live on the next block and was actually annoyed at the overkill of signs about the construction. I was also annoyed at the 6:03am Monday morning wake up call of police sirens and megaphones announcing that cars were going to be towed.
@ Philly Chit Chat: Ugh. I hadn't even thought of that. @ Caroline: I don't mind the relocation so much as the lack of records ... but I am relieved that, unless my car's been stolen in the interim, I won't have to pay to get it back. @ St. Circumstance: There were signs at the other end of the block, which I saw the next morning, but none near my car. Seems like other folks on the block had missed the signs, too, since every other space was occupied. I hear you about the noise -- I heard it, too, and was annoyed. Now even more so!
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