Monthly Archives: April 2009

I don’t usually do this

But whatever. If a good friend asks…

If you’re looking for an apt in East Oak Lane, check out this place.

I can vouch for the landlord.

There’s a crazy in every hood

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Getcha’ Own Daycare!

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New Jersey has to be desperate…

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In which PG is not a good role-model

Remember a few days ago when I told everyone how cool you would be if you mentored a Philly kid?

Scratch that.

I’m not cool enough, apparently.

Here’s what I was told:

“We would also love to work with you as a mentor; however, we traditionally work with mentors who are 26 years or older and/or who have at least two years of post-bac, full-time professional experience.

*Sob.

Okay, I get the policy. Naturally one wants young kids to be working with wizened, experienced mentors.

But why are my two years of part-time random jobs TEACHING high school kids not good enough?

I guess I’m just a failure.

But that doesn’t mean you all shouldn’t become mentors! Sign up! They especially are looking for male mentors…..

I’ll just (*sob) live vicariously through you.

Zombie Attack!!!

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Guest blogger TB on why punching someone in the face is always the best response – to anything:

Woody Harrelson has to be one of my favorite actors in the world. Not only is he a huge advocate for marijuana legalization but he has starred in some of my favorite movies such as White Men Can’t Jump, Natural Born Killers and No Country for Old Men (there’s more but these are the main ones). There is always some sort of controversy surrounding this guy and his anger problems but his latest debacle tops the charts.

So imagine you’re a paparazzo who learns that Woody Harrelson and his daughter will be at a New York airport on a Wednesday night. You grab all your sh*t and head over there to take a few pictures only to get hit in the face and have your camera smashed into pieces. That’s awesome. I’m all for celebrities beating up paparazzi especially in crowded areas so everyone can watch a beat down. I would have to have a bunch of flashes in my face everywhere I go. I mean seriously think about it. You are bound to get a seizure in no time. And when you’re on the ground spazzing out they’re just gonna keep taking pictures. So you might as well just end it right at the beginning and avoid the bullsh*t. Continue reading

Deliberate graffiti

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Stories like this scare me

For a number of reasons.

DETROIT – The parents of a Dearborn murder-suicide suspect say their son had a history of mental illness. 28-year-old Anthony Powell shot and killed 20-year-old Asia McGowan Friday in a classroom at Henry Ford Community College’s Dearborn campus before turning the gun on himself. His parents, Sam and Doris Powell, say they tried to get their son help for depression, but never believed he would harm another person.

Detroit Police were reportedly alerted to YouTube video’s posted by Powell in which he allegedly makes negative comments about black women and people who believe in evolution.

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I love my friends and family

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Guest blogger TB on partying hearty with PG….

I have the best family and friends here in PA.

Back in Cali I could drink bottle after bottle of hard liquor and still be able to walk a straight line. Since I moved to the East Coast my drunk times have been cut back drastically. But like a dumbass I thought I could still drink like a champ. BIG MISTAKE!

The other night I went out with a bunch of friends for a night of drinks and good times. For some stupid reason I thought it would be a good idea to bring a water bottle full of vodka thinking everyone would take turns taking swigs. Well, no one wanted any so I ended up drinking it all. I didn’t think it would be a problem since I was so used to getting tore up every day back home. We left the Cactus after dinner and by this time I was one water bottle full of vodka and three Yuenglings deep. And we headed to Manayunk Brewery.

That’s when things started getting a little… blurry. I had 100 dollars in my wallet which magically disappeared. I remember ordering drinks but I have no idea if I paid for them or not. Maybe I did since I had no more money left when I woke up. My phone was broken and I have a huge scrape on my knee. Turns out I couldn’t remember anything that happened after we left the Manayunk Brewery. Supposedly a friend of mine helped me half way to my cousin’s car and another friend helped me the other half. Can’t say I remember any of that. And the knee? Well I was told I was running all over the street and I fell. Continue reading

Lower Merion is Strange

Okay, so this weekend I was driving in Ardmore when I came to the intersection of Wynnewood Road and Spring Avenue.

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Keep in mind this is at the tail-end of a downpour. And there, sitting at the red light, I see it. Continue reading