i don't believe you had another bbq and didn't even invite me.

anyway my take on saturday's: http://flickr.com/photos/ivanmawesome/

the bbq started out as us just being hungry. then people more people showed up.

it's such a nice day out, drunk in rittenhouse anyone?

I would, but im waiting for someone to come over, and then im going to max's parents house for some jewish fun.

boo. I'm probably just going to call kenny after work and he can sit around and laugh at my 7 flats since thursday.

what have you been doing? riding over broken bottles/babies/knives?

a combination of glass getting inside my tire, rim tape that moved, and god hating me.

switched to armadillos, getting adhesive cloth tape, and praying 3 times a day so I should be good from here on out.

ha, seems like a good solution.

mide, i saw you by the bell tower today

Yes indeedy. around 4:30?

Big ups to the playground where Will Smith spent most of his days.

Now this is the story all about how,
My life got flipped, turned upside down,
And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there,
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air.

In West Philadelphia I was born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most of my days.
Chillin' out, maxin', relaxin all cool,
And all shootin' some b-ball outside of the school.

When a couple of guys who were up to no good,
Started makin' trouble in my neighborhood.
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
And said "You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in bel Air."

I whistled for a cab, and when it came near,
The license plate said "fresh" and it had dice in the mirror.
If anything I could say that this cat was rare,
But I thought "Nah forget it, Yo home to Bel Air."

I pulled up to the house about seven or eight,
and I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes, smell ya later."
Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there,
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.

um you really didnt have to post that. everyone that lives in philly knows it by heart and sings it quetly to themselves as they go about their daily business.

so sick of that song. moving out of state from philadelphia is the worst.

"hey where you from?"

"philadelphia."

"iiiiiiiiiin west philadelphia bo-"


and im already walking in the other direction

yeah but bein little and from the burbs... that **** made you feel cool back in the day.

You coming to twin peaks, chole?

Windom Earle! Not until next season, shhhhhhhhh!

TRUTH.

best song

drunk ;-) o wait i guess i am too haha

yeah, yesterdays grillaction was spontaneous an then combusted.

mike shark, i love the funny bike. swing by the bakery tuesdays thursdays or fridays around 4.

blah if only i checked the forum every 10 seconds or so we could have had a conversation, tony.

as I was drunkenly swerving across chestnut and a cop car pulled up to talk to me I thoguht up the best way to get out of trouble. "What the hell, I have a spoke card!" *points to stewy and meg race spoke card, cop pulls away* I win.

you should of ran up and been all HEY! I'm rather antisocial when left to myself.

you were important riding your bike around

We are discussing a Philly to NYC race over at the NYC forum. Would the Philly peeps be down for this?