Welcome to Puttsburgh!

The wife and I were browsing the political section of MSNBC.com, and we found a calendar of current political events. Ever astute, the little lady quickly identified a Freudian slip that made clear the opinions of the MSNBC political editors regarding our fair town.




It's a rare pleasure for Pennsylvanians to be the focus of major presidential candidates prior to the primary elections. Today, our fine city welcomed Senator Hillary Clinton. The Burgh of Putts is honored you came.

I'll be sure to check back at MSNBC.com for the rest of her cross-state tour. What's next on the docket? Filthadelphia? Queerie? Errisburg?

Danger

We're in DC this weekend visiting Christine, one of Lisa's friend. She warned us that she lived in one of the more dangerous neighborhoods in the District.

Last night, we were walking home from dinner, and an entire city block was blocked off less than one city block from Christine's house. A friendly fellow peeled out of the neighborhood with his window down, warning us, "Someone got kilt (sic)! Get in your house! Y'all scared?"

No, I wasn't scared. Come on.

Tonight, I took one step off of a city bus across the street from Christine's house when I stepped on a pickle and crashed to the ground. It was like the banana peel in the cartoons. And it hurt.

This city is treacherous. I mean, what kind of person leaves a pickle on the ground?!? Get me out of here.


Originally Posted: Tuesday, August 19, 2006
(Then) Curent Mood: nervous