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Okay, people. It’s time for a good deed. Here’s part of a post on Philly Future I spotted earlier in the week:
Anyway, I thought love at first sight was hocus- pocus. That is, until today Saturday November 25, 2005 at 2:45 PM. It goes like this, my son my daughter and I were at Macy’s department store in center city. We were standing in a very long but worthwhile line (for their sake) to see the Dickens Village.
While in line, the most beautiful women I have ever seen began to talk to me. When I turned to look at her and into her beautiful eyes my mind immediately went blank. I thought I was frozen in time and I suppose I was. I couldn’t think of anything to say, not even anything stupid or meaningless. I just stood there, smiled and stared at her. I’m in my mid forty’s now and I felt like a teenager again. For the first time in quite a while I smiled at someone from the bottom of my broken heart. The same heart I thought I had lost. Today, I knew it was still there because it was beating fast, really fast.
“The most beautiful woman in the world” was also there with her son and daughter. As the line grew shorter and we began to approach our destination I began to panic. I thought I would never see her again so I mustard up enough courage to talk to her. We began to talk about Sushi restaurants in Philadelphia. She apparently knows them all and it seems she knows Philly quite well too. Unfortunately, I do not. She told me of a sushi place in the Reading Terminal Market and another in University City called “POD.” As we walked through Dickens Village I felt a connection to her and I know she felt it too. We even liked the same movie as a favorite (George C. Scott in a Christmas Carol).
Unfortunately, with both of us watching both sets of our kids we lost each other in the extreme crowd and we didn’t see each other again. I walked through the store back and forth up and down so many times I thought my son and daughter were going to abandon me. They kept asking me what I was looking for and I said, “hope.” I never did get her name or saw her again and I finally gave up searching.
If on the slightest chance (about 300 million to one) you (the one I met today (November 25) in line at Macy’s Dickens Village) read this, I’ll be at the same place with my daughter in two weeks from now (Saturday) because she really wants to go again. My son said he would sit this one out (he’s 16). Now here comes the pessimist in me. I will probably never see you again. But maybe you read these BLOGS and I guess it’s worth a chance of hope.
Okay. I’m not even going to make fun of the random capitalization of BLOGS. (I’ll just point it out.) As such, now that the Christmas tree is lit and it’s a day ’til December, I wanted to pass this along.
Here’s to finding love at first sight, Dickens Village and, hell, even Macy’s for figuring out if they didn’t keep that old setup people would be pissed. Now, if you’re reading this, oh mysterious “most beautiful woman in the world,” the ball’s in your court.
Love & Hope, found then lost. At Macy’s Dickens Village. Love at first sight. [Philly Future]
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dmac | 12:20 PM | 2 Comments
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Nov
30
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Peace on Earth, and good will toward all men.
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dmac | 11:09 AM | 1 Comment
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Nov
29
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Yes, it’s time for another edition of Metro Debate Style, where I poke fun at the people interviewed for the Metro debate section, then they Google themselves and write me angry letters. It’s fun for the whole family!
Today’s topic is a, uh, topical one, with everyone obsessed with shopping as the holiday season quickly approaches. (Or, as some stores would like you to believe, is almost over, since they’ve had decorations up since Halloween.)
Let’s get to today’s contestants:
• Margarite Showers: Love the shirt, but not a big fan of the v-neck sweater. If it were a normal sweater, it’d be perfect. The glove-sweater matching is also very impressive. Nice attention to detail. But brown boots with black pants? Even I know not to do that. Er, wait, lemme check. No, nevermind.
• Antonio Harris: Our man Antonio — a very young-looking 47, might I add — is wearing the classic hotel employee outfit, complete with nametag and finely-pressed shirt. But, man, those glasses are hot. They’re like swim goggles, but, uh, glasses. Awesome. Now we all just have to figure out why he wants all the stores to be closing their doors forever.
• Tara Newman: Ah, the classic layered brown coat-over-white hoodie look. Fantastic.
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dmac | 2:44 PM | 0 Comments
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Nov
28
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Last week the Inquirer began the annual Urban Outfitters Controversy™, where Urban Outfitters stocks some stupid item that offends some people and gets a lot of free publicity out of the whole deal.
This time, it was a Christmas ornament in the shape of a glittery plastic handgun. After the Inquirer called all the requisite people — anti-violence groups, the governor’s office, NAMBLA, etc. — the chain of events was set in motion. A call for a boycott and protests followed, as well as a few more articles in the paper.
And, yet, despite yesterday’s protest outside the company’s Center City store on Walnut Street, the ornament has sold out and the company is ordering more from China or Taiwan or whereever. (Well, replace “despite” in that previous sentence with “in part due to.”)
The Daily News wrote that “Urban Outfitters issued a statement saying the gun was one of a number of ‘dark humor items,’ including ‘devil monkeys’ and skulls, providing an ‘ironic twist’ to holiday tradition.” Well, no, that’s not true. The only thing being celebrated here is commercialism, and there’s nothing ironic about that in America.
Ornament is a sellout [Daily News]
Nov. 22: Newspapers Joining In On Half-Assed Thanksgiving Eve Fun
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dmac | 12:45 PM | 1 Comment
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Dec
27
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 The opening two graphs of Inky staff writer Thomas Ginsberg’s article today about the post-Holiday rush:
As shoppers snapped back into action yesterday, one self-described Scrooge sat alone in Franklin Mills Mall, surveying and scorning the scene.
“A bunch of idiots!” said Bill Lawn, 74, a Philadelphia retiree calmly sipping coffee and reading a newspaper at Gloria Jean’s Coffee. “People allow their religious beliefs to be so commercialized that they don’t even know what Christmas means anymore.”
You know what they say: Out of the mouths of babes — or, rather, the exact opposite of that.
Now bearing gift cards, shoppers traverse afar [Inky]
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dmac | 1:45 PM | 0 Comments
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Dec
27
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At least nobody was hurt this holiday season.
6 ABC
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dmac | 12:36 PM | 2 Comments
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Dec
26
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I’m sleeping the day off here. Taking off Dec. 26 is the new taking off Dec. 25 — plus nobody’s at work, all the other blogs aren’t posting today and Whitaker said I could take off. I’ve got some of the usual wrapping up/looking ahead features planned for this week. It all begins tomorrow. In the meantime, Happy Holidays.
Photo by Lelik
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dmac | 9:39 AM | 0 Comments
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