I am in a business stat class right now and I want to DIE. I get algebra, personal finance, all that other mathy stuff but stat is my nemesis. I don’t know how you figure it out.

I will only enter that ridiculous shopping mall of food to go the crepe stall or Down Home Diner.

I’m wearing mine right now! I’ve been singing their praises so loudly that now my husband wants a pair, but he has terrifying hobbit feet so I’ve dialed back my enthusiasm while in his presence.

It should be fine. I live here and it hasn’t been that crazy this week except for down by the stadiums, but there isn’t anything worth seeing down there anyway.

You guys didn’t find Jesus, you found Philly Jesus! He is a well known weirdo around town who gets arrested a lot. He can be kind of a dick sometimes and I hope people stop giving him attention.