Guerilla Drive-In

Just wanted to give a shout out to John Young and the chaps at The Note for having us over for September's Guerilla Drive-in Movie. This month was Cannonball Run II and it did not disappoint. I had no idea there were so many stars in that film. We were supposed to watch it over at the Marsh Creek Speedway, but got rained out. If you haven't heard of the Guerilla Drive-in, check out the rules here, read John's blog here, and hope to see you for next month's film.

Thanks John!

PS: Rumor had it that Dr. Zibbs was gonna be there. But as far as I know, he was a no-show. Hummm, I'm starting to wonder if he really exists? Or maybe he just has a terrible facial deformity that he's trying to hide.

Here's a pic from my phone with the stage in back.

Twilight? Well Sort Of.

As you all know I'm an obsessed Twilight fan. Here's a fun video spoof of the movie that comes out in November. If you haven't seen the real teaser trailers it probably won't be funny. So do your homework here first. Enjoy...

Out With The Old, In With The New

Today was a tough day for me. I finally had to let her go. My first new car, the one I bought 11 years ago and my Dad cosigned. My 5-speed, manual, VW Golf. 94,000 miles, 2 sets of tires, 2 exhaust systems, a new starter, timing belt, lighter, passenger side mirror, drivers side mirror, windshield, and lots of love later, the grim reaper of cars has come a calling.

I decided it was time to move on and get a "big girl" car to match my somewhat "big girl" lifestyle. Now its off to the auction block where she'll go to the highest bidder. Goodbye old friend...

In her place Beeps and I got a new 2009 Subaru Forester. (I really wanted to get the Volvo C30 but decided it wasn't practical enough. It was however, a blast to test drive!)

So here's the new car. It's an automatic (so no more calf-cramps sitting in traffic), heated seats, bike rack, huge sunroof, alloy wheels, and overall sweetness.

Our blogger is all grown up.

West Chester's The Bomb

Today I came home to blocked traffic in town. No one could get through the center of town. The cars were being rerouted. Once I got home, I took my dogs for a walk to get some information. They had every street and sidewalk roped off within a 2 block radius of the Mosteller garage.

I asked a few guys in yellow vests who were blocking Walnut street to tell me what was going on. All they said was "There's been a police incident in the garage."

"An incident?" I asked, "Like what?"

"Just go home and watch the news."

"It's a bomb isn't it?" I asked.

"Just go home and watch the news." They said.

Not sure why they couldn't just tell me what the deal was. Anyway, I was right. Here's the full story. Scary stuff.

Also be sure to head over to That Blue Yak to read Zibbs' harrowing tale about his narrow escape.

The Note

Hi Townies, I hope you are having a great weekend. Last night Beeps, Marc, Krista, Scott, and I went to the grand opening of The Note, a new club/ music venue/ bar on Market Street that is owned and operated by BAM (Of Jackass fame) and Donnie Moore (Previous owner of Rex's). I have to say that it is FABULOUS! Having been to many, many, many music venues in my life (especially as groupie/ roadie for several of Beep's bands) I have to say that this is one of the most beautiful, well planned, great sounding places of them all. Ok, granted I was a bit on the tipsy side upon arrival (we showed up around 10:30ish) I still think this is an accurate recollection. The only other music venue in town that even comes close (And i'm strictly talking stage and sound) is 15 North, but they book the WORST cover bands and cater to the college crowd. A total waste of a great space.

The Note reminds me a little bit of Johnny Brenda's. It has a huge raised stage, great lighting, side bar, and balcony with upstairs bar. The walls are exposed brick with the most beautiful chandeliers and wood floors. And now that the non-smoking ban has gone into effect here in PA, I hope that the floors remain burn-free. But unlike other Philly music venues, there's TONs of room, you can see the stage from virtually any place in the bar, the sound is clear and not too loud, and the atmosphere is upscale and filled with beautiful people. Scott and I spent many minutes picking out our favorites.

The other thing that was great about last night is that the bartenders didn't know the prices of a lot of the drinks so I think we ended up getting several freebees. Both Donnie and BAM were there as well as Ape and Phil Margera. Of course it seemed that Donnie was the only one working. BAM hung out on the dance floor with his friends and parents. I'm assuming his part in this whole thing is strictly monetary. I was hoping to see Tony Hawk, but no dice.


Overall, it was a great night. We had a blast and I'm looking forward to returning. It also looks like Missing Palmer West have been offered a gig there sometime in mid October so stay tuned. And I can't wait to hear them play in a venue that knows what the heck it's doing. I know there were many people in Dub-C who resisted its opening, but I say good job guys, it's a fab addition to the growing culture in this town. Kudos!

Buddy Can You Spare Some Change?

I stole these off of Perez cause they made me giggle. The McCain camp has their thongs in a bundle over this comment even though they've been using the phrase themselves.

“You can put lipstick on a pig, but it’s still a pig. You can wrap an old fish in a piece of paper called ‘change,’ it’s still going to stink. After eight years, we’ve had enough of the same old thing. It’s time to bring about real change to Washington and that’s the choice you’ve got in this election.”

- Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama on Tuesday

They think Obama is making fun of them. Well so what if he was. You asked for it by stealing Obama's message by trying to say you are the party of change. Well the last time I checked the Republicans were running the country for most of the last 8 years, so that doesn't make sense.

Plus, McCain has bragged about siding with President Bush 90% of the time. Hummm. Looks like someone's getting desperate. But we're too smart to fall for this right America!


And just in case Palin's pregnant daughter wasn't enough to scare off right wing religious conservatives, the rumor now is that her son Trick or Track or whatever his name is, used to snort and inject Oxycotin. And that the preggers one is known as the town sled dog: everyone gets a yank (ZING). Looks like Palin is not only an expert in teaching abstenance, she also knows how to talk to her kids about drugs. Good job Mom-of-the-year. You can't even keep your family in order, why would we trust you with the country?