<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:38:51.501-04:00</updated><category term='key lime pie'/><category term='beer'/><category term='zac&apos;s'/><category term='sh1ft.org'/><category term='reg rogers'/><category term='keswick theatre'/><category term='five guys'/><category term='schuylkill'/><category term='back on my feet'/><category term='lorna doom'/><category term='nada surf'/><category term='easter'/><category term='comcast center'/><category term='city hall'/><category term='kirt gunn'/><category term='virginia'/><category term='chocolate'/><category term='chris scarduzio'/><category term='pat smear'/><category term='spring'/><category term='vina fanelli'/><category term='glenside'/><category term='kate burton'/><category term='king of blues'/><category term='south philadelphia tap room'/><category term='balloon fiesta'/><category term='trocadero'/><category term='hamburger'/><category term='what we do is secret'/><category term='sandia'/><category term='santa fe'/><category term='branzino&apos;s'/><category term='steak'/><category term='total lunar eclipse'/><category term='Young at Heart Chorus'/><category term='cadbury cream egg'/><category term='charlie&apos;s'/><category term='lucille'/><category term='movie'/><category term='stephen colbert'/><category term='table 31'/><category term='georges perrier'/><category term='philly beer week'/><category term='northern liberties'/><category term='urban adventure race'/><category term='bandelier'/><category term='the germs'/><category term='b.b. king'/><category term='skyline'/><category term='ritz east'/><category term='kalooki'/><category term='rodger grossman'/><category term='punk'/><category term='chinatown'/><category term='wine'/><category term='self portrait'/><category term='mark west'/><category term='sign language'/><category term='photograhy'/><category term='honey&apos;s'/><category term='illinois'/><category term='bryn mawr film institute'/><category term='steakhouse'/><category term='darby crash'/><category term='blues'/><category term='city chase usa'/><category term='dibruno bros'/><category term='shave'/><category term='gigi&apos;s'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='taste test'/><category term='mayor nutter'/><category term='expressive hands'/><category term='music'/><category term='doggie style'/><category term='blue point brewing company'/><category term='italian market'/><category term='delaware county'/><category term='a day in the life'/><category term='lucas and lewellen'/><category term='eastern state penitentiary'/><category term='society hill dance academy'/><category term='albuquerque'/><category term='shane west'/><category term='lucky miles'/><category term='running'/><category term='dallas roberts'/><category term='michael nutter'/><category term='food'/><category term='cheeseburger'/><category term='restaurant week'/><category term='D.C.'/><category term='philadelphia'/><category term='naked chocolate cafe'/><category term='national portrait gallery'/><category term='new mexico'/><category term='wine party'/><category term='lovely by surprise'/><category term='Philadelphia Film Festival'/><title type='text'>Notes from Dairy Hell</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-4032940815050954625</id><published>2009-01-20T22:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:04:06.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>home improvement update</title><content type='html'>Well, the electrician comes tomorrow at 8:00am.  He's roughing in all the new kitchen wiring.  Jared and I finally framed out the party wall so he could come in.  Once he's done, the next step will be to get the drywall up on the two walls (party wall and dining room wall).  Spackling and priming follow.  I can't decide if it will be easier to paint before bringing in all the cabinetry, but I think it will be.  Seems to me that painting without obstacles is the easiest thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice feeling to be making some progress, finally, on the kitchen.  I'm frustrated at how long it's taken me to get to this point.  I just want to be finished it.  An image is beginning to form in my head as Becca and I come closer to choosing counters and appliances.  I'm going to starting thinking about the menu for the first meal soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other project news, the office is primed and ready to be painted.  I haven't felt like doing the ceiling the last couple of days, but it needs to get done so I've got a place to work when I'm telecommuting.  And it'll be nice to have that room finished for Becca's computer and crafting materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent all evening cleaning up the basement, making room for the electrician to get to the places I think he'll need to get to.  More bags of trash, more vacuuming, more dust...there's just so much crap.  I want to make a wine rack under the basement stairs.  It's a decent space for that and it's certainly cooler down there in the summer than anywhere else in the house.  I also figure I'll move the slot cars down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.  So many plans for the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-4032940815050954625?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4032940815050954625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=4032940815050954625&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/4032940815050954625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/4032940815050954625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/home-improvement-update.html' title='home improvement update'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-8571816177934784722</id><published>2009-01-08T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:20:01.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the year of...</title><content type='html'>I want to follow through on things more.  There are lots of things that I want to do that I don't for one reason or another and this is the year that I want to start following through on some of my wants, a few of my needs, and some things that I probably don't even know about yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Finish the kitchen&lt;br /&gt;   Duh.  And this needs to be in the next couple of months.  I'm sick of not having one.&lt;br /&gt;2. Confidently drive a manual transmission&lt;br /&gt;   Preferably, the cute little red and white car that someone I know drives.&lt;br /&gt;3. Make a (huge) dent in my debt&lt;br /&gt;   This one is going to take time and won't be completed in 2009, hence the dent qualification.&lt;br /&gt;4. Mystery Thing&lt;br /&gt;   You're just going to have to wait on this one.  But trust me, you'll know when it happens.&lt;br /&gt;5. Stay committed to Daily Snap&lt;br /&gt;   This goes right in line with following through on things.  I suspect there will be more than a few photos taken late at night as the clock ticks closer to midnight.&lt;br /&gt;6. Do something nice for my father&lt;br /&gt;   Because he deserves it.&lt;br /&gt;7. Read more&lt;br /&gt;   I like to read but I don't read enough, as far as I am concerned.  I often get sucked into TV or the internet or Scrabble or something.  There is the goal to read Infinite Jest in 2009.  We'll see about that, but if I finish it in 2009, I think it would qualify as "reading more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I've got right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll finish this later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-8571816177934784722?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8571816177934784722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=8571816177934784722&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/8571816177934784722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/8571816177934784722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/year-of.html' title='the year of...'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-4906288329886304650</id><published>2009-01-06T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T22:22:59.171-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to be on top</title><content type='html'>Get your mind out of the gutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that everyone these days has the blog roll where the most recently updated blog is on the top of the list.  Not me.  My list is alphabetical because it keeps Becca's blog on the top of the list, which is where I want it.  Sappy, sweet, whatever.  I admit it, I want her blog first on the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I want to be on the top of everyone else's list.  It's kind of how when I'm driving if I'm the only car on the road or all the cars are behind me, I'm more likely to drive the speed limit.  My problem is when there are other cars ahead of me.  I want to be in the front.  Part of this is because I want to be first.  Another part would be that I simply don't trust other drivers.  Either way, I want to be on point.  Same thing here.  I want to be the first blog listed in your roll.  So there.  Now I should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The issue here is that in order to stay on top, I'm going to need to post a little more often.  I could probably try to do it more than once a quarter.  That might be a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm updating my blog and my roll, I decided to look over the blogs in my roll a little closer and figure out what it is about them that I enjoy.  Why I follow them, if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beccaelizabethphoto.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Becca Elizabeth&lt;/a&gt;: Well, honestly, this is Becca's blog.  I love her and I care about what she's writing about.  Plus, her writing is optimistic and funny and intelligent and I enjoy reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cneuphoto.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;c neu photo&lt;/a&gt;: Christa's blog.  Christa and I are best buds online.  We actually have a goal to connect electronically every possible way we can...flickr, facebook, linkedin, etc.  We know each other through Becca and it took forever for us to actually meet in person.  For a long time in the beginning, I was checking out her &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/cneu/" target="_blank"&gt;flickr page&lt;/a&gt;.  I would get to it through &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/becca_elizabeth/" target="_blank"&gt;Becca's page&lt;/a&gt; because I wanted to meet Christa before adding her as a flickr friend.  I'm weird like that.  But Christa went and added me as her friend, so I returned the favor.  And so it began.  I also really, really like the photo of the bowl with the eggs that she uses for her header.  Her photography is incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eurotrashedmarley.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Euro Trashed / Marley's on the Move&lt;/a&gt;: Heather's blog.  Heather straight up makes me laugh.  Wickedly funny and straightforward.  And she goes cool places occasionally, so I get to travel vicariously through her writing.  Which reminds me - Heather, go someplace interesting so I can read about it.  Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://scottkober.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;Philadelphia Restaurants... From A to Z&lt;/a&gt;: This is Scott's blog.  It's new.  The plan is to visit a restaurant for each letter of the alphabet in 2009.  I like food.  Scott is a phenomenal writer.  It's a good pairing...like lamb and petite sirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sameobject.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;same object&lt;/a&gt;: A group blog to which I was invited by Christa.  A subject matter is selected and everyone is supposed to take a photograph of said subject matter and then post it by the deadline that is provided.  Participation is somewhat sporadic, but it's fun and some of the photos are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://strobist.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Strobist&lt;/a&gt;: An awesome photography blog that focuses on how to use off camera flash.  I'm fascinated by it.  The posts are well written and interesting.  I learn from it and hopefully apply what I learn to my photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deejstina.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The DJstina Blog&lt;/a&gt;: Dan and Christina's blog, with links to additional blogs they have.  Just because.  Although, I think I am going to steal their Haiku blog idea.  Because I like haiku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://omghidanielle.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Two-Oh-Oh.....crap&lt;/a&gt;: Danielle's blog.  She commented on a photo of mine on flickr and I checked her &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/omghidanielle/" target="_blank"&gt;flickr page&lt;/a&gt; out.  I loved the self portraits in bathroom mirrors and kept checking back.  Never met her, but I know she's got a fantastic sense of humor and she's married to Joe.  She also has cute kittens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://winheldsworld.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Winheld's World&lt;/a&gt;: Josh's blog.  This blog tells the story of his life with Duchenne muscular dystrophy.  I've known Josh since middle school and had fallen out of contact with him for years when he found me on facebook.  Since then, I've followed his life through his blog.  He is an inspiration to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on top.&lt;br /&gt;For now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-4906288329886304650?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4906288329886304650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=4906288329886304650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/4906288329886304650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/4906288329886304650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-be-on-top.html' title='i want to be on top'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-6428431647228185874</id><published>2008-10-14T09:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:08:02.109-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sign language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='balloon fiesta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='albuquerque'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santa fe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new mexico'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bandelier'/><title type='text'>albuquerque, new mexico, usa</title><content type='html'>My first vacation in very nearly a year took me to Albuquerque, NM, primarily for &lt;a href=”http://www.balloonfiesta.com” target="_blank"&gt;Balloon Fiesta&lt;/a&gt;, but also to visit with Becca's friend Janelle and her boyfriend Jordan.  They graciously opened up their home to us for five days and saved us the hassle and expense of finding a hotel in Albuquerque during Balloon Fiesta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before our flight, Becca and I agreed to use only sign language with each other on the plane. Becca is trying to learn it and I have been negligent with my practice.  I want to be able to talk with Heather in her own language.  I love her; she makes my best friend the happiest he’s ever been, and I feel awful that I can’t communicate with her as well as I should.  I’ve known her for years and my (lame) excuse was that I didn’t see them very often when they lived in California and Colorado, but they’ve been back here for 2 years and I still can’t understand her as well as I should.  I struggle to have basic conversation and it’s embarrassing to me.  Becca and I knew that it would be difficult, but we want to get better.  Practice is the only way that happens.  We did pretty well, but instead of using only sign language, we soon found ourselves talking while signing.  We ended up studying more than actually conversing.  I think the only way I’m going to get better is to 1: spend more time with Heather one-on-one, and 2: take a sign class.  But, I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2939106601/" title="airplane by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3197/2939106601_5704bf4ffc_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="airplane" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2939107789/" title="funny by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3217/2939107789_8b0d633244_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="funny" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We landed Wednesday in Albuquerque at 9pm MT after 10 hours of travel time, 2 stops and 2 planes.  At our layover in Chicago (Mid-Way…wah-waaaaah), we grabbed some Potbelly to eat on the plane.  Janelle and Jordan picked us up at Albuquerque Sunport (it’s not an airport…it’s a sunport) and we headed back to their place.  Becca and Janelle caught up and the four of us shared wine and cheese and some awesome spicy Thai flavored Kettle Chips while we talked.  The night ended at 1:00am MT, which for those of you who aren’t well versed in time zones, is 3:00am ET.  Tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2939117293/" title="puffed bag by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3283/2939117293_937861371c_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="puffed bag" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2939977254/" title="wine and catching up by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3147/2939977254_7924c6cd40_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="wine and catching up" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, we decided to skip Balloon Fiesta and slept in.  Or at least I did, waking up around 11:00am or so.  It was a lazy day.  I read on the balcony, Becca and Janelle made delicious pancakes with an outstanding blackberry syrup.  Janelle – I need the recipe.  Blackberry is my favorite.  Breakfast was delicious and filling.  Janelle had a test, so we headed over to UNM around 2:00.  She headed off to class and we headed over to Frontier for some good New Mexican food.  Green chile, all the way baby!  After having our fill of burritos and enchiladas, we wandered around campus a bit before settling in by a pond and reading while we waited for Janelle to finish her test.  We met up again and headed over to Old Town to find some Flaming Two Arrows hot sauce for Jared and hominy for posole.  We headed back home and the girls went to Jordan’s yoga class while I relaxed on the sofa and watched the Phils beat the Dodgers in game 1 of the NLCS.  The three of them got home and Brad Lidge recorded the final out, with perfect timing, and we rushed out to get sushi before the restaurant closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, we headed up to &lt;a href=”http://www.nps.gov/band/” target=”_blank”&gt;Bandelier National Park&lt;/a&gt; for a hike and to explore the ruins.  I had been to Bandelier in the summer after 7th grade and I really wanted to get back and experience it as an adult, with the hope that I would have a greater appreciation for it.  Even as a precocious 12 year old I was in awe of it, but I wanted to see it with eyes 18 years older.  It was incredible.  It is fascinating to consider how people lived in the rock face as recently as 500 years ago.  We took the main loop up to Alcove House, the remnants of what was home to approximately 35 people.  It’s 140 feet above the canyon floor and you climb 4 wooden ladders to get to it.  Once up in the Alcove House, there is a &lt;a href=”http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kiva” target=”_blank”&gt;Kiva&lt;/a&gt; you can climb into and an area you can sit and relax while you take in the view 12 stories above the canyon floor.  I took my one and only Bronica photo up here.  Can’t wait to see how it turns out; fingers are crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2939137677/" title="up by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3040/2939137677_8881f57a3f_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="up" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2940007078/" title="down by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3245/2940007078_4d0c91f79d_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="down" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Bandelier, we stopped home for a hot minute before heading over to a local winery, &lt;a href=”http://casarondena.com/default.htm” target=”_blank”&gt;Casa Rondeña&lt;/a&gt;, for a wine tasting.  We bought a bottle of the 2005 Founder’s Reserve.  My senses were working and I caught strong cherry flavors.  After tasting all of the wines they had on hand, we all bought a glass of wine to enjoy on the back patio as the sun set.  I had the 2005 Meritage Red, Becca and Janelle had the 2007 Serenade and Jordan had the delicious 2004 Animante port.  The back patio resembled a Mexican villa and as it turned out, there was no reason to rush to the Balloon Fiesta’s Evening Glow.  After the wine, we headed over to the Balloon Fiesta, but were diverted away from the parking lot because the Glow was cancelled due to high wind.  Instead we went to El Pinto, quite possibly the most massive restaurant I have ever been in and enjoyed a fantastic New Mexican meal and margaritas.  I had my first sopapilla of the trip and it was great.  On the way home, we were passing a casino and suddenly I was inside losing money.  Jordan made out the best, winning $30 at the blackjack table.  Once home, we played a couple games of Cranium while starting and finishing a bottle of wine and each of us a bottle of beer.  We headed off to bed around 11:30pm with the plan to roll out of the house at 5:00am to get to the Balloon Fiesta Mass Ascension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did indeed manage to wake up and get ourselves to the Balloon Fiesta, the girls chipper and awake, while Jordan and I grumbled and moaned.  We were hanging out, eating mini sticky buns in a cone and drinking hot chocolate when we found out that they cancelled the Mass Ascension, again due to high winds.  Frustrated and disappointed, we headed back to the house and napped for a few hours, before waking up to Becca’s parents calling at 9:45am and letting us know that they’d be there to pick us up in 15 minutes.  Her parents were on a separate vacation and were coming to Albuquerque for dinner with friends and we decided to take the Turquoise trail up to Santa Fe for the day.  Becca’s father was a park ranger for the Sandia district while they lived in Albuquerque, so on the way we stopped at the ranger station and went up to Sandia Crest.  In spite of the stormy weather, we made it to the top took in the view of dense fog and then drove back down.  Becca’s father was responsible for many of the improvements to the Sandia district and on the way down we stopped at different points he explained some of the work they had done while he was the district manager.  It was a great way to learn about the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2940008084/" title="becca's dad at sandia by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3180/2940008084_6d36d24ff6_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="becca's dad at sandia" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2940008868/" title="sandia crest by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3161/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="sandia crest" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2939157235/" title="sandia mountains 2 by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3142/2939157235_3f3a318eed_m.jpg" width="240" height="171" alt="sandia mountains 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the base, we stopped at the &lt;a href=”http://www.tinkertown.com/” target=”_blank”&gt;Tinkertown museum&lt;/a&gt; and explored Ross Ward’s hand carved creations.  The museum is a testament to hard work and living a full and honest life.  Sadly, Ross Ward passed away in November of 2002 due to complications related to Alzheimer’s.  His legacy lives on at Tinkertown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our goals for the day was to eat at &lt;a href=”http://www.tecolotecafe.com/index.html” target=”_blank”&gt;Tecolote Café&lt;/a&gt; in Santa Fe.  It had been featured on the Food Network’s Diners Drive-Ins and Dives and I wanted to check it out.  Unfortunately, we had taken too long getting to Santa Fe and we arrived half an hour after they closed.  As we drove around looking for a place to eat we were hit by a sudden downpour and hail storm.  Seeking shelter under a gas station canopy, we decided on Harry’s Roadhouse while we waited out the hail.  At Harry’s we learned of the Chocolate Maven, which apparently is the best bakery in all of Santa Fe, which was perfect since we were looking for dessert to bring to that night’s dinner.  Again, unfortunately, we arrived a few minutes too late at 4:15pm.  It closed at 4:00pm.  Frustrated, but laughing at the hilarity of everything being closed, we picked up dessert at a supermarket and headed back to Albuquerque for dinner with Becca’s parents and their friends.  They call it the Round Robin and for the past 25 years, they’ve been getting together for dinner once a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we headed home and lamented that our vacation was coming to an end.  But, there was still one more Mass Ascension at the Balloon Fiesta to go to.  This time, however, we decided to wait until they confirmed the balloons would go up.  Around 7:00am, they confirmed that they would not fly.  The lower, ground level winds were calm enough, but the higher level winds were borderline too strong and blowing towards downtown, which presented (very) limited landing spots for the balloons.  Amazingly, all of the Balloon Fiesta events we tried to go to were cancelled due to the weather and we were leaving Albuquerque with seeing a single balloon up close.  (We did see one lone balloon from a distance on Thursday.)  There’s always next year, although I suggested we combine the Balloon Fiesta with the &lt;a href=”http://www.beertown.org/events/gabf/index.htm” target=”_blank”&gt;Great American Beer Festival&lt;/a&gt; in Denver, Colorado.  We’ll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, while we were disappointed that we didn’t get to experience Balloon Fiesta, the vacation was great.  It was wonderful getting to meet Janelle and Jordan and I can’t wait until the next time we can see them.  I also headed to work Monday morning with the thought that I hadn’t taken long enough off and wondering when my next vacation would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire Albuquerque trip in pictures: &lt;a href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/sets/72157607999586820/” target=”_blank”&gt;On Flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-6428431647228185874?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6428431647228185874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=6428431647228185874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/6428431647228185874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/6428431647228185874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/10/albuquerque-new-mexico-usa.html' title='albuquerque, new mexico, usa'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3197/2939106601_5704bf4ffc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-5867388425897474667</id><published>2008-09-17T22:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T23:02:27.651-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='table 31'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comcast center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steakhouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='georges perrier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris scarduzio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>restaurant week: table 31</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to lie, nor mince words here.  I was genuinely excited to try out Table 31, the latest offering from Georges Perrier and Chris Scarduzio, especially after reading &lt;a href="http://www.philly.com/philly/restaurants/20080914_Table_31.html" target="_blank"&gt;Craig LaBan's three bell review&lt;/a&gt; in the Philadelphia Inquirer.  And yes, I know that you should not take a food critic's review at face value.  But the timing of review could not have been any better for Table 31.  And yes, I understand that Restaurant Week is a chance for people to try out restaurants that they might not otherwise visit.  And that's exactly why Restaurant Week is important for restaurants; in particular, new restaurants that have been open for less than 4 months and is brought to you by the most famous chef in Philadelphia.  They are a new restaurant and their goal should be to impress their potential clientele enough that guests are willing to come back and buy that $105 porterhouse or that $68 tomahawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentially, this dining experience can be summed up in one word:&lt;br /&gt;FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aware that a restaurant may not be inclined to show off their best work during Restaurant Week.  But they should at least put some effort into it.  When you go to a restaurant ranked up there with the best steakhouses in the city, the steak you order should be cooked to order.  But that's getting ahead of things, because before you even get the menu, you should be seated at a table for your party and not sharing a space with another group of people in the Private Dining Room (or PDR as the hostess said, trying to make it more impressive).  I know that during Restaurant Week, you are cramming as many people into the place as possible.  But don't force people to share a space if you aren't a family- or hibachi-style restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, as a steakhouse, you should be able to cook a slab of meat as ordered, most definitely when it costs extra on top of the fixed Restaurant Week menu.  And certainly if you get it wrong the first time, you should get it right the second time, even if you do bring out a sad excuse for a NY strip steak and fail to provide a knife to cut into the steak to check it.  And if by some chance you manage to get that sad excuse for a NY strip wrong again, you most definitely should not bring back the same sad excuse for a NY strip back out after cooking it a little bit longer while still managing to leave it undercooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, you also should be able to bring out wine listed on the menu as the suggested entree wine with the entree and not &lt;i&gt;after&lt;/i&gt; the entree and certainly not after asking for it three times, while eating said entree slowly with the hope of being able to enjoy the wine with said entree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, as a sad attempt to make things right, you should positively not bring out a drink at the end of the meal that tastes like Robitussin with cocoa on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not to completely pan Table 31:  the desserts were outstanding.  The PBJ was delicious and tasted exactly like a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  The Ultimate Chocolate Cake was delightful; rich but light and smooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no excuse for a top steakhouse, Restaurant Week or not, to prove an inability to cook a steak to order - first obviously overcooked without cutting into it and second drastically undercooked.  No fine restaurant should have such service as not to bring serve wine ordered with the entree after the entree was finished.  Just about the only thing that was handled properly was the check, which the manager kindly amended down approximately two-thirds of the total.  What Table 31 failed to do was, in any way, make us return during regular dining.  Which means they completely missed the point of Restaurant Week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-5867388425897474667?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5867388425897474667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=5867388425897474667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/5867388425897474667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/5867388425897474667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/09/restaurant-week-table-31.html' title='restaurant week: table 31'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-2370719487582686311</id><published>2008-05-25T21:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T21:51:07.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer 'do</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2522928306/" title="may 24: summer 'do by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3239/2522928306_6bfb53f06d_m.jpg" width="240" height="120" alt="may 24: summer 'do" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorial Day Weekend brings the shaving of the head. I love summer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-2370719487582686311?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2370719487582686311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=2370719487582686311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/2370719487582686311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/2370719487582686311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/05/memorial-day-weekend-brings-shaving-of.html' title='summer &apos;do'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3239/2522928306_6bfb53f06d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-6583478550948662508</id><published>2008-05-10T22:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T22:33:38.110-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taste test'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheeseburger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delaware county'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zac&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='charlie&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hamburger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>cheeseburgers in paradise</title><content type='html'>Here's a crazy idea...go to three different burger joints and compare their cheeseburgers in a taste test.  That is just what Duane and I did over 2 and 1/2 hours.  We hit up three places in Delaware County to do a taste comparison.  I had a biased opinion heading into it because I had been to all three places before.  Duane had never been to any of them, so he was going into the taste test without any preconceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to visit Zac's in Media, Charlie's in Folsom, and Five Guys in Clifton Heights, in that order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zacsburgers.com/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;Zac's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481863220/" title="zac's outside by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3134/2481863220_4f1c674962_m.jpg" alt="zac's outside" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked into Zac's with great anticipation, for several reasons.  First, it was our first destination.  Second, Duane was ridiculously excited for this, evidenced by the research he had done online about reviewing hamburgers, his notebook with tasting criteria and the huge smile on his face.  I also was excited, but was able to contain said excitement a little better.  No matter, because it turns out that other people were nearly as excited as we were to be doing this.  Once they brought our burgers to us, a few people noticed that we were taking pictures of the food, writing notes and generally discussing what was in front of us.  One person asked if we were food photographers.  Another guy heard us mention that we were doing a burger comparison and looked as though he was ready to ditch his (young) children and join us.  Duane made the astute observation that he didn't really have much of anything constructive to say, but it seemed he really wanted to stand near us as we were discussing the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once the burgers came out, we got down to business.  I ordered a bacon cheeseburger with ketchup, tomatoes and pickles.  Duane ordered a bacon cheeseburger with everything and then added mayo and lettuce for good measure.  He likes his toppings.  In fact, he was scoring each place on their toppings selection.  I chose not to do that.  The burger fit the toasted bun well.  Zac's burgers are relatively not greasy.  They're clean and simple to eat and go down way too easily.  The beef is fresh and not frozen and they cook it up for you when you order.  My burger and bun stayed together very well, but Duane and his overloaded burger had a little trouble.  I suppose you can't complain when you've got 8 or so toppings crammed between a soft, toasted bun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481863846/" title="zac's burger by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3193/2481863846_8656244aab_m.jpg" alt="zac's burger" height="172" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481051819/" title="zac's cross section by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3183/2481051819_e96b0e9d0a_m.jpg" alt="zac's cross section" height="171" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481864194/" title="duane digging in at zac's by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3260/2481864194_1d19064209_m.jpg" alt="duane digging in at zac's" height="240" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481052045/" title="more burgers...silliness by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2031/2481052045_c8cae8cc86_m.jpg" alt="more burgers...silliness" height="240" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our excitement, we decided to pick up some extra burgers since Zac's offers 10 burgers for $12 on Saturdays.  Later on, we realized the folly of our ways and couldn't quite figure out why we thought this would be a good idea.  Anyway, with extra burgers in hand, we headed onto our next stop, Charlie's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://philadelphia.citysearch.com/profile/8918563/folsom_pa/charlie_s_hamburgers.html" target="_blank"&gt;Charlie's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481052617/" title="charlie's outside by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3157/2481052617_5d26075111_m.jpg" alt="charlie's outside" height="172" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie's in Folsom is a pretty simple place.  They offer burgers and hot dogs.  That's it.  No fries.  They don't have bacon.  They've got a counter that looks at the flattop and a counter that looks out the windows.  They tell you to stay in line after you order because it's easier for them to figure out who gets what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing Duane notices when we walk in is the plate full of thickly cut Velveeta cheese that is waiting to get placed on the burgers.  It pretty much looks like what I imagine our arteries are going to look like after our third stop.  But it gives the burger a little something extra.  I ordered a cheeseburger with ketchup and pickles.  Duane got one with everything, which was onions, ketchup, mustard and pickles.  Like I said...it's a simple place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481053433/" title="charlie's burger by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2115/2481053433_f43897138f_m.jpg" alt="charlie's burger" height="180" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481866694/" title="charlie's cross section by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3094/2481866694_c94be00da9_m.jpg" alt="charlie's cross section" height="172" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meat is already cooked and waiting for an order.  The buns are pre-toasted.  Everything gets heated up on the flattop when you order.  These burgers are remarkably greasy.  I suspect this is because of the Velveeta.  You can feel the grease congealing on your hand as you eat it.  Again, visions of clogged arteries dance through my head.  Because there isn't much to the burger, it stays together nicely while you eat it.  Overall, the burger isn't bad, but it's lagging behind Zac's from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished up at Charlie's and moved onto Five Guys, our final destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fiveguys.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Five Guys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481867730/" title="five guys outside by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3223/2481867730_2015db8ffd_m.jpg" alt="five guys outside" height="172" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five Guys has a bit of advantage over the little guys.  They've spread from their original locations in the Washington, D.C. area and they know what they're doing.  That isn't to say that Zac's and Charlie's don't, but Five Guys is a bigger operation and their offering shows it.  It's a different thing they've got going on.  Their burgers are a bit more refined, though not necessarily better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, in striving for consistency for an easier comparison, I ordered a bacon cheeseburger with ketchup, tomato and pickles.  Duane ordered a bacon cheeseburger "all the way" which is most of the toppings they offer, including mushrooms, tomatoes, onions, ketchup, lettuce, and mustard.  He threw in jalapeños for kicks.  I forgot that a regular Five Guys burger is a double.  The single patty burgers are called "little."  The quality of the meat at Five Guys is definitely the best of the three places, but just barely ahead of Zac's.  The burgers are pretty much right in the middle of Zac's (less) and Charlie's (more) in terms of grease.  They wrap their burgers in aluminum foil, which squishes the sesame seed bun quite a bit.  It also keeps the moisture in, which makes them a little soggy, especially when they sit a while, like when you do take out and drive home before eating them.  Once again, my burger held up to the stresses of being eaten and stayed relatively intact during consumption.  Duane's burger, on the other hand, had quite a bit of trouble.  For some reason, his meat was crumbling and with so many toppings he had trouble keeping the burgers from sliding around.  He decided in the end that the mushrooms were the culprit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481057575/" title="five guys burger by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2114/2481057575_61e5725f01_m.jpg" alt="five guys burger" height="171" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481058361/" title="five guys cross section by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2101/2481058361_59c9a22b3d_m.jpg" alt="five guys cross section" height="171" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481059095/" title="duane realizes what he has in his hands by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2270/2481059095_11aebc4b29_m.jpg" alt="duane realizes what he has in his hands" height="240" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2481872900/" title="duane digging in at five guys by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3121/2481872900_128b0e0e7d_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="duane digging in at five guys" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we slowly finished the last few bites of our Five Guys burgers, the day was settling in our stomachs.  We finished up tallying the scores from all three places as we sat in Five Guys, letting our food digest a bit before got back in the car and drove home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The final score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duane scored the toppings in his reviews and I chose not to.  In order to make an easier comparison, Duane's scores are totaled both without the toppings and with the toppings (in parentheses).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;.g {text-indent:3px;padding-right:3px;overflow:hidden;white-space:nowrap;letter-spacing:0;word-spacing:0;background-color:#FFFFFF; z-index:1;border-top:0px none;border-left:0px none;border-bottom:1px solid #CCC;border-right:1px solid #CCC;} .dn {display:none} .chip {background-image:url('http://www.google.com/images/spreadsheets/chip.gif'); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:top right;} .s4 {background-color:#c0c0c0;font-family:Arial;font-size:70.0%;font-weight:normal;font-style:normal;color:#ff0000;text-decoration:none;text-align:center;vertical-align:bottom;white-space:normal;overflow:hidden;text-indent:0px;padding-left:3px;border-right:1px solid black;border-bottom:1px solid black;} .s1 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cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="width: 622px; height: 190px;" class="tblGenFixed" id="tblMain_0" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Reviewer/ Restaurant&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Bun to Burger Ratio&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Meat Quality&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Bun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Cheese&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Sauce&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Toppings&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Other Toppings&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Structural Integrity&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Grease&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Overall Goodness&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Total (with Toppings in parentheses)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="g s2"&gt;Zac's&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Duane&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;38 (62)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Josh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;NA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;NA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;NA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;NA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s4"&gt;45&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="g s2"&gt;Charlie's&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Duane&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;32 (54)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Josh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;NA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;NA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;NA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;NA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;35&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="g s2"&gt;Five Guys&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Duane&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;8&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s4"&gt;40 (71)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;Josh&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;NA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;NA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;NA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;NA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="g s0"&gt;42&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duane says it was a toss up between Five Guys and Zac's for him.  His observation was that it is difficult to compare these two burgers because they are so different.  He would return to either place depending on what type of burger he wanted.  For me, it was Zac's all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time doing this and we're already planning our next food comparison.  Will it be cheesesteaks?  Or pizza?  Or hoagies?  Stay tuned for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zacsburgers.com/index.html" target="_blank"&gt;Zac's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://philadelphia.citysearch.com/profile/8918563/folsom_pa/charlie_s_hamburgers.html" target="_blank"&gt;Charlie's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fiveguys.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Five Guys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/sets/72157604990205965/" target="_blank"&gt;Complete set of my photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-6583478550948662508?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6583478550948662508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=6583478550948662508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/6583478550948662508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/6583478550948662508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/05/cheeseburgers-in-paradise.html' title='cheeseburgers in paradise'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3134/2481863220_4f1c674962_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-6358411089899612914</id><published>2008-05-05T19:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:34:19.430-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='expressive hands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eastern state penitentiary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='back on my feet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='society hill dance academy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city chase usa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doggie style'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban adventure race'/><title type='text'>city chase usa - philadelphia</title><content type='html'>From 39th and Chestnut to 2nd and Pine, City Chase Philadelphia made sure to spread the challenges out all over the city.  Starting out at Love Park at 16th, we hoofed it 10 miles from challenge to challenge, not including the time spent on the bus and the subway.  Needless to say, certain body parts were/are sore.  But it was totally worth it.  City Chase was tons of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first challenge took us to the Schuylkill River for kayaking.  This was something we were both hoping to do during the event and it turned out to be our favorite of the day.  One of us had to kayak about two blocks down the river and then come back before   returning and having our partner do the same.  It was a lot harder that it seemed like it was going to be; the current around the bridge pylons tried to pull you into the concrete rather than let you go straight.  From that first, tiring event we ran and fast walked to 39th and Chestnut for our next challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2464527970/" title="josh kayaking by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2464527970_69742de827_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="josh kayaking" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2463693901/" title="becca kayaking by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3291/2463693901_6c898bd8a5_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="becca kayaking" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second challenge took us to the Boston Market at 39th and Chestnut.  There we were met with stilts and the requirement to walk along a line about 25 feet long.  Once we made it to the other end, we needed to give the stilts to our partner to go back to the other end.  I was up first and after quite a few falls, that including banging my knee and cutting my thumb (battle scars! haha), I finally made it to the end of the line.  There, I handed the stilts off to Becca and she mastered the challenge much faster than I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2463697023/" title="josh stilting by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2062/2463697023_401777442e_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="josh stilting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2463698833/" title="becca stilting by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2391/2463698833_7708d2b02d_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="becca stilting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we headed off to the Fencing Academy of Philadelphia to, we presumed, fence.  When we got there, we had to wait for 5 minutes or so before we even found out what the challenge was.  It turned out that one team member had to take a fencing class (about 10 minutes) and then had to fence another team's participant.  The catch was that you wouldn't get credit for the challenge until you won.  So if it turned out that whoever was fencing sucked and kept losing, you could potentially be there for a long time.  We decided against fencing although we both thought it would be fun.  Later, after the race, Jared and Heather said they were there about 30 minutes, which was the class and two matches.  We were glad we skipped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Academy at 36th and Lancaster we walked back to 22nd and Arch, via Market.  We rode the bus to 22nd and Fairmount for our third challenge, a scavenger hunt at Eastern State Penitentiary.  Given a Palm Treo (thank you Sponsors!), we had to find seven items on the list (out of 9, I believe) and take pictures using the phone.  Neither of us had been to ESP and it was nice to get to see it, but we couldn't enjoy the tour because we had other challenges to complete.  This is also where we filled up our orange balloons that we needed when we crossed the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2463702571/" title="ghost cat in cell 36 by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3226/2463702571_6f20720410_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="ghost cat in cell 36" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2463705819/" title="view from left field by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2278/2463705819_09ba7af471_m.jpg" width="240" height="172" alt="view from left field" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With our balloons secured to our bags, we headed to our next challenge at the Urban Saloon at 21st and Fairmount.  There one team member had to try and win a Wii bowling match against another team.  If that team member lost, the other team member was busy building a house of cards to get credit for the challenge.  See picture of the house of cards to figure out which we needed.  It's tough making a house of cards and getting it to stay standing when the floor vibrates every time someone walks buy.  Necessary steps were taken to make sure the table remained standing.  We also turned in our Mensa challenge and walked out of the Urban Saloon with our day half finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2464532784/" title="house of cards by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2416/2464532784_b820823978_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="house of cards" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we tried to find Franklin Town Park, which Google put at 18th and Spring Garden to play SpikeBall, but we couldn't find it.  Turns out the park is at 18th and Callowhill and we didn't walk down that far.  Instead we walked back to Broad and Fairmount to catch the Broad Street Line down to South Street.  At least that was the plan...instead, as we pulled into the Walnut-Locust stop, I had the brilliant idea to get off there and go a different route through the challenges.  Which was idiotic and possibly a symptom of temporary insanity.  Once we were off the subway, Becca kindly pointed out that we still had to go to South for two challenges regardless of where we got off.  So...we trudged to 9th and Bainbridge for our sixth challenge at Expressive Hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we talked to Jared after our fifth challenge, he and Heather had already completed 7 challenges.  We felt slow, but this changed after we got to South Street and Old City.  We walked into Expressive Hand for the challenge, which turned out to be finger spelling a word on a card that we randomly selected.  The word turned out to be "City Chase" and we were finished our sixth challenge in about 3 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Expressive Hand we headed up to the Whole Foods at 9th and South for another challenge that we were looking forward to.  There we had to raise $30 for a great charity, Back on My Feet.  Back on My Feet helps the homeless get cleaned up and get interviews to get themselves back on track.  It started when Anne Mahlum would run past a homeless shelter every day on her run.  She organized a running club with the homeless shelter and through running, got them the help they needed to turn their lives around.  The challenge required us to solicit strangers on the street to donate money to the organization.  As incentives we had shirts and wristbands which could be bought for $25 and $5, respectively.  We didn't sell a shirt, but we did sell a bunch of bracelets.  For me, the thing that stood out the most about asking for donations was that the kids we talked to donated more than the adults.  We would talk to a group of teenagers and they'd all donate $1 or so.  But the adults who could, theoretically, afford to donate more were harder to get the money from.  It was a good feeling knowing that the kids were doing to donating.  I suppose there's hope for today's youth, after all.  After we raised our $30, we headed off to our 8th challenge at Society Hill Dance Academy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked down to 2nd and Pine and found the Academy.  There we found a pile of tutus and knew what lay ahead for us.  After I squeezed into the pink tutu, we quickly learned a short routine.  Then we did it 3 times, practicing twice and the third time to music.  I am not the most graceful person on the face of the planet.  But it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2464539880/" title="learning ballet by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3076/2464539880_1a026a86f4_m.jpg" width="240" height="171" alt="learning ballet" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2464544772/" title="ballet 5 by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3028/2464544772_ef13f49fe5_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="ballet 5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After earning our 7th challenge point, we trucked it over to 3rd and Market to Doggie Style.  There we tried miserably to identify 8 dog breeds.  After failing, I got to eat dog food.  It wasn't so bad, actually.  Luckily it was a "natural" dog food.  It had turkey, gravy, sweet potatoes and other stuff.  It tasted kind of like a cold stew and didn't go down too badly.  Also, I had smartly brought gum along for the day, so I was able to chase the dog food with a stick of minty fresh gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2463712313/" title="dog food mosaic by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2376/2463712313_78791f9364_m.jpg" width="240" height="80" alt="dog food mosaic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A block down Market was our 10th and final challenge.  We had to put a snake down our shirt.  This was probably the easiest challenge of the day, but apparently there were girls that were crying while they had the snake slithering through their shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 10th challenge we hustled back to Love Park to the finish line.  After crossing, we learned that we finished in 110th place.  Our friends Blake and Patrick finished 18th and Jared and Heather finished 75th.  We figure that if we hadn't followed my excellent advice to get off early on the subway, we would have finished at about the same time as Jared and Heather.  Regardless, we had a great time and it was a fantastic experience.  I'm willing to bet that next year's Chase will be even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2464546976/" title="finish! by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2338/2464546976_d37ceff7a8_m.jpg" width="240" height="172" alt="finish!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2463715567/" title="success! by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3032/2463715567_1c9b6775f9_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="success!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.citychaseusa.com" target="_blank"&gt;City Chase USA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.backonmyfeet.org" target="_blank"&gt;Back on My Feet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.expressivehand.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Expressive Hand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.societyhilldance.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Society Hill Dance Academy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doggiestyle2.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Doggie Style&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.easternstate.org" target="_blank"&gt;Eastern State Penitentiary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-6358411089899612914?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6358411089899612914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=6358411089899612914&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/6358411089899612914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/6358411089899612914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/05/city-chase-usa-philadelphia.html' title='city chase usa - philadelphia'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3163/2464527970_69742de827_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-3394763977800519013</id><published>2008-05-03T21:14:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T22:35:00.664-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael nutter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city chase usa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mayor nutter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urban adventure race'/><title type='text'>city chase philadelphia - mayor michael nutter</title><content type='html'>Mayor Michael Nutter came to the opening "ceremony" for City Chase USA Philadelphia and started getting down with all of the participants.  He said that the city was campaigning to be the City Chase USA Host City next year.  He expects participation in the event to at least double.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly believe that Mayor Nutter is going to turn around Philadelphia and make it a city people are proud to live in.  He loves life and this city and he's not afraid to show it.  More importantly, he wants to share that love with everyone who lives in, near or visits Philadelphia.  He wants to clean it up.  He wants to make it safer.  He wants to get people involved with the community.  And he wants to groove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/50TW4_fDnCA"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/50TW4_fDnCA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.citychaseusa.com" target="_blank"&gt;City Chase USA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phila.gov/mayor/" target="_blank"&gt;Mayor Michael Nutter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-3394763977800519013?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/3394763977800519013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=3394763977800519013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/3394763977800519013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/3394763977800519013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/05/city-chase-philadelphia-mayor-michael.html' title='city chase philadelphia - mayor michael nutter'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-800640965882495894</id><published>2008-04-17T09:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T09:35:17.329-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illinois'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinatown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nada surf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trocadero'/><title type='text'>nada surf live at the troc</title><content type='html'>Nada Surf.  They hit it big in the mid 90's with the single "Popular" from &lt;i&gt;High/Low&lt;/i&gt; and then essentially faded from the mainstream.  Luckily for them.  People think they're one hit wonders and those people are wrong.  They continue to put out quality albums that are for them and their fans and not the executives at a record company.  In fact, they felt so strongly about their second album &lt;i&gt;The Proximity Effect&lt;/i&gt; that they ended up breaking their contract with the company they were with and then fought a protracted court battle to win the right to release it in the United States.  Over the years they have become a quiet favorite of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small venues are my favorite places to see bands.  They're more intimate, obviously, and the band often interacts with the crowd much more.  For bands with small followings, the people at the show are often passionate fans that really groove with the music.  It all just lends itself to a better performance.  Nada Surf was no exception.  The crowd was singing along, people were dancing to the tunes and the band, especially Matthew Caws and to a lesser extent Daniel Lorca, was talking to the crowd.  Caws called out some kids that were on the balcony at the front and said it was great that they were at the show.  He told the guy with them that he was a great dad for bringing them to a rock show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They played a lot of music from their new album, &lt;i&gt;Lucky&lt;/i&gt;, in the beginning of the show.  The new album sounds great and I plan on buying it...from a record store at the plea of Caws.  Their newer music is a little less hard and heavy.  My thought is that they're mellowing out a bit as the get older.  This is fine, good bands change as they grow as musicians.  The effect was that the first two-thirds of the concert was a little less "rock" and a little more "roll."  They played some really great songs, including the haunting "See These Bones" and my favorite "Weightless" from &lt;i&gt;Lucky&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They came back for the encore - I use this term lightly...it was more of a shortened second set - and proclaimed that they had 25 minutes left to play and they had 4 songs left they had planned to play, which wouldn't take 25 minutes.  The crowd shouted out some requests and "Hyperspace" (which could/should have been the single the record company was looking for from &lt;i&gt;The Proximity Effect&lt;/i&gt;)was added to the set list.  Caws said it had been a while since they played it, so we'd have to see how it went.  Well, they rocked it and I think Caws and Lorca had the best time with that song in the entire concert.  The encore had a different tone to it, they played all older songs and they really turned the intensity up.  The concert would have been great if they hadn't, but it was incredible because they did.  I left the Troc pumped and wishing they would have played for another hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After waiting so long to see them for the first time, I can't wait until they come around again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2413784600/" title="nada surf silhouette red by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2173/2413784600_8b550ae9ec_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="nada surf silhouette red" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2412958233/" title="nada surf by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/2412958233_d37df0be24_m.jpg" width="240" height="160" alt="nada surf" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2418537671/" title="caws silhouette by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2185/2418537671_e16854c78a_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="caws silhouette" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2413784020/" title="caws rocking by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3287/2413784020_a32b3c331b_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="caws rocking" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-800640965882495894?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/800640965882495894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=800640965882495894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/800640965882495894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/800640965882495894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/04/nada-surf-live-at-troc.html' title='nada surf live at the troc'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2173/2413784600_8b550ae9ec_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-8244865741959570246</id><published>2008-04-14T15:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:07:09.950-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shane west'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='punk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lorna doom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rodger grossman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what we do is secret'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='darby crash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the germs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philadelphia Film Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pat smear'/><title type='text'>philly film fest - what we do is secret</title><content type='html'>At the beginning of the film festival, I had no intention of going to see What We Do is Secret.  When it was suggested, I was ambivalent and expecting it to sell out, figured that I didn't really need to see it.  Saturday came around and when it wasn't sold out and I had plans to be in the city later anyway, I decided that part of what the film festival is about is to see movies you wouldn't normally see.  All I can say is that I would have been upset and kicking myself if I didn't see this film.  For me, it was easily the best of what I had seen so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What We Do is Secret is the dramatized, biographical film about Darby Crash (played phenomenally by Shane West) and his late 70's punk band The Germs.  The film uses a mix of interviews, live performances and everyday life to tell Crash's story.  The movie benefited from input from band members - Pat Smear was on the set for 80 - 90% of the filming according to the director.  It is a hauntingly realistic view of Crash's life from his teens to his death in his early twenties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of the film is intense.  There are light moments, but usually they last only a few seconds.  The one notable exception is a band interview at KROQ in LA.  The scene is light, laugh out loud funny and most remarkably, actually what happened.  The transcript from the interview was used for the movie.  During the Q&amp;A after the film, the director, Rodger Grossman, noted that he had to fight tooth and nail to include this scene in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funding for the film was limited; according to Grossman, it took over ten years to secure funding and when they finally nailed it down, they filmed 80% of the movie in 15 days.  It's a shame it took so long to tell this story, but it's great that it was finally told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0384683/" target="_blank"&gt;What We Do is Secret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.landmarktheatres.com/market/Philadelphia/RitzEast.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Ritz East&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phillyfests.org" target="_blank"&gt;Philadelphia Film Festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-8244865741959570246?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8244865741959570246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=8244865741959570246&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/8244865741959570246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/8244865741959570246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/04/philly-film-fest-what-we-do-is-secret.html' title='philly film fest - what we do is secret'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-6319946769157340896</id><published>2008-04-14T13:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:05:58.736-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ritz east'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucky miles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philadelphia Film Festival'/><title type='text'>philly film fest - lucky miles</title><content type='html'>This cute film set in the Australian desert in 1990 teams up the unlikely combination of a Cambodian, an Indonesian and an Iraqi who have been brought together by a series of deception and mishaps, which continue to plaque them as they wander seemingly aimlessly.  Their final destinations are different, one wants to go to Broome, one to Perth and the third simply wants asylum and none of them know how to achieve their respective goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best scenes in the movie are those that involve the army reservists that are tracking the trio through the desert.  Not quite a bumbling set, they spend their day punting the football or grilling shrimp on the engine of their truck.  On the chase, they find the water hole that the trio their tracking found two days before.  While taking a swim, the truck rolls into the pond.  In a classic scene,  the reservist responsible for the truck simply drops his head and lets out a sigh in admission of his failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film suffers from a tad too much comedic fantasy.  One character falls off the side of a cliff as he is being chased and the grunts he emits as he falls, unseen while the camera remains fixed at the point where he went over the edge, are laughter inducing because they last for so long and continue long after they should.  But in his next scene, this man is seen without torn clothing, cuts, limps or any indication that he had just fallen hundreds of feet.  The same goes for a pickup truck that is repaired from an utterly destroyed state in a matter of days.  The repaired truck allows for humorous scenes, including the fact that it can only go in reverse, but it is unlikely it would ever actually be able to be restored to running condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, Lucky Miles is a funny movie that doesn't make you think too hard, which can certainly be appreciated on the final weekend of the film festival.  The audience laughed out loud on more than a few occasions and I think that should count as a successful comedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0452644/" target="_blank"&gt;Lucky Miles&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.landmarktheatres.com/market/Philadelphia/RitzEast.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Ritz East&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phillyfests.org" target="_blank"&gt;Philadelphia Film Festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-6319946769157340896?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6319946769157340896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=6319946769157340896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/6319946769157340896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/6319946769157340896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/04/philly-film-fest-lucky-miles.html' title='philly film fest - lucky miles'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-7386519340192046246</id><published>2008-04-11T10:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:46:34.878-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bryn mawr film institute'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philadelphia Film Festival'/><title type='text'>philly film fest - mrs. ratcliffe's revolution</title><content type='html'>Heading into this movie, expecting a dark comedy, I was prepared for uncomfortable situations that aim for uncomfortable laughter.  Surprisingly, the only dark part of the film was its setting, Communist East Germany.  It seemed almost lighthearted.  Laughs came easily and the somber scenes in the movie were short-lived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie is based loosely on a true story.  A quick search on Google didn't turn up anything more than stories on the movie and not the actual events, so how loosely based  it is remains a mystery to me.  I'm guessing it's pretty loose, but I know very little about East Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had more to write about this movie.  I liked it.  It was good.  But truth be told, we ended up discussing Lovely By Surprise over dinner after this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what that says about each of the movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mrsratcliffesrevolutionmovie.co.uk/" target="_blank"&gt;Mrs. Ratcliffe's Revolution&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brynmawrfilm.org" target="_blank"&gt;Bryn Mawr Film Institute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phillyfests.org" target="_blank"&gt;Philadelphia Film Festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-7386519340192046246?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/7386519340192046246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=7386519340192046246&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/7386519340192046246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/7386519340192046246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/04/philly-film-fest-mrs-ratcliffes.html' title='philly film fest - mrs. ratcliffe&apos;s revolution'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-1690649875601083295</id><published>2008-04-09T08:03:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T16:33:00.043-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reg rogers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kate burton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dallas roberts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kirt gunn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lovely by surprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philadelphia Film Festival'/><title type='text'>philly film fest - lovely by surprise</title><content type='html'>Frankly, I walked away from this movie disappointed.  As the credits rolled, the story seemed incomplete, full of holes and questions left unanswered.  The Q&amp;A session with one of the producers wasn't very helpful, with the response, "That's a good question," leading off most of his answers.  To be fair, he was filling in for the director and writer (Kirt Gunn), who had a family emergency.  He only came on board the project after shooting was complete, but it seems to me that for someone in a position that can heavily influence the final product, perhaps less so in an indie flick, he knew very little about the actual substance and background of the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of the actors were terrible (Dallas Roberts as Mopekey comes to mind).  Others were outstanding, perfect for the role in which they were cast (Kate Burton as Helen, Reg Rogers as Bob).  There are scenes that don't seem to quite sit right within the movie.  There are scenes in the film that are excellent and these are the scenes that stay with you after the movie ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think I had as much trouble wrapping my head around the movie as other people, but the more I think about it and discuss it with friends, the less secure I am in that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As disappointing as the film was initially, two days later we were still talking about it, trying to work it out.  Movies that stay with you for days afterward have done their job.  They make you think, contemplate the story, dissect the scenes, search out clues to what the director or writer had in mind.  They may even draw you in to watch it again and try and pick up on those little nuances that you missed the first time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the benefit of having friends to whom music is like second nature.  I know what I like when I hear it, can recall lyrics and tunes from years past, but struggle to remember song and artist names.  While I often &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; and even &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synesthesia" target="_blank"&gt;see&lt;/a&gt; music - particularly at live shows - I am envious of my friends who can recall songs and names of small indie artists, connect familiar sounding songs with other, different artists, or generally know more about music itself than I do.  I try to learn from them as much as possible.  As it is, music in movies is often a background element for me, unless it's really a horrible selection.  I tend to concentrate on the dialogue and settings.  As the musical selections for Lovely by Surprise were discussed, I realized how well it fit in with the movie.  When I think back on the film, I can remember the music, but it doesn't stand out in a glaring, obvious way.  This to me is a good thing, because it didn't take away from the movie in anyway.  On the other hand, I wish I could admit that it added to the film for me.  I feel like I missed an important character in the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I'm glad that I saw this movie.  And I've decided that I actually would like to see it again, this time trying to pick up on the things missed in the first viewing.  I'd also like to really hear the music and connect it to the film.  I wonder if I'd be as disappointed with the movie the second time around and I suspect that I won't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lovelybysurprise.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lovely by Surprise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.landmarktheatres.com/Market/Philadelphia/Philadelphia_Frameset.htm" target="_blank"&gt;Ritz Five&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phillyfests.com/pff/home.cfm" target="_blank"&gt;Philadelphia Film Festival&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-1690649875601083295?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1690649875601083295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=1690649875601083295&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/1690649875601083295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/1690649875601083295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/04/philly-film-fest-lovely-by-surprise.html' title='philly film fest - lovely by surprise'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-130213438065969212</id><published>2008-04-06T14:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T11:50:15.030-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italian market'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dibruno bros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinatown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='northern liberties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kalooki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='key lime pie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='honey&apos;s'/><title type='text'>philadelphia neighborhoods</title><content type='html'>With a friend of Jared's in town from California, we hit up a few of the best areas of Philadelphia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the day in Northern Liberties, heading to Honey's for breakfast.  Honey's has an interesting Southern Jewish style menu.  There was 30 minute wait for a table, which I always take as a good sign for a breakfast place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2392692855/" title="honey's sit 'n eat by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/2392692855_35d011c694_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="honey's sit 'n eat" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking in the door, I wanted pancakes, but as soon as I sat down and saw the words French, Toast, Stuffed, Peanut Butter, and Bananas on the same line of the menu, I knew that I had to try it.  I wasn't prepared to forget my desire for a pancake and Jared said the latkes were really good.  So along with the Peanut Butter and Banana Stuffed French Toast, I ordered a buttermilk pancake and a latke.  Too much food, I know, but I had to do it.  I was not disappointed in the least.  The peanut butter was homemade, the pancake was thick and perfect and the latke was plain looking, but so tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2392699157/" title="breakfast by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2328/2392699157_923a2dd17c_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="breakfast" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2393539922/" title="honey's by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2001/2393539922_b91798f909_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="honey's" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Honey's and Northern Liberties, we headed off to Chinatown for a little adventure.  First up was the Shanghai Bazaar, where we learned how to use an abacus (sort of) and played with Chinese brain teasers, one of which was purchased and brought home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2392712229/" title="chinese mask by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2179/2392712229_d9006c4717_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="chinese mask" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2392717279/" title="chinese market aisle by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2208/2392717279_66d7dcb35b_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="chinese market aisle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward, we ventured into a Chinese market that was below ground and the funk of fish hit you as soon as you opened the door.  With no fear and a bit of anticipation, we headed down the steps to the market.  We wandered around, looked at the live fish and crabs, marveled at the boneless duck feet and were astounded by the dried sea cucumbers ($89.99/lb!) but left basically empty handed.  With the meter running out, we headed off to our next neighborhood, the fantastic Italian Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Italian Market is filled with food, colors, culture, people, smells, tastes, and sounds and there is nowhere else like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2393570268/" title="bananas and oranges by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2048/2393570268_d3307cef7e_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="bananas and oranges" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2393559030/" title="butcher by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2145/2393559030_075903b4e8_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="butcher" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The highlight of our visit was DiBruno Brothers, where we sampled Cypress Grove Truffle Tremor, a goat cheese with black truffle.  Purchased.  Next we sampled the Midnight Moon Goat Gouda.  Also purchased.  And finally, we decided that we absolutely could not pass up a chance to try a prune that had been soaked in cognac and then stuffed with foie gras.  If ever a perfect food was created, this might be it.  So rich, just one is more than enough, but so, so succulent.  We also picked up a baguette before leaving.  Moving down the block, we picked up some fresh mozzarella before heading off to South Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to walk from the Italian Market to South Street since we had free parking and weren't really all that far.  They're doing construction on South Street to freshen the look.  They've pulled out all the trees, including the gum covered one, which is a little disappointing, but supposedly the "new" South Street is going to be worth it.  Anyway, the goal on South Street was to get Jim a cheese steak.  We passed up Jim's and moved down to Steaks on South, under appreciated and not nearly as busy as Jim's, the steaks are great.  Plus they take a shot right at Geno's, which always makes me happy.  We wandered around a bit more before heading back to the car we left at the Italian Market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2393578518/" title="steaks on south by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3223/2393578518_eab5debbd7_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="steaks on south" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2392756157/" title="concrete footprint by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3061/2392756157_1579c7e0e7_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="concrete footprint" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, we took Jim on a driving tour of University City and Manayunk and then headed back to the house, stopping at ACME to see if we could find some Hank's Root Beer for Jim to try.  We failed at that, but decided to have a taste comparison of Virgil's Root Beer and Natural Brew Root Beer.  While picking those out, it was decided that a Key Lime pie would be made for dessert.  Jim's family was instrumental in the history of Key Lime pie and he insisted on making it right.  With true Key Limes - the yellow ones that come from the Florida Keys and not the green ones that come from Mexico - in short supply, the only acceptable substitute is Nellie &amp; Joe's Key Lime Juice.  Luckily ACME carries it, so we were in business.  We picked up some eggs, sweetened condensed milk and a pre-made pie crust (it was a long day), ice cream and milk and headed back to the house.  Jim took control, prepped the filling and stuck it in the oven for 15 minutes, at which point we decided to tackle the cheese we had purchased earlier in the day.  When we sampled the Truffle Tremor at DiBruno's, we didn't get a whole lot of the truffle flavor, but it really stood out when we ate it now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2393597596/" title="soft goat cheese with truffle by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3099/2393597596_9d759af7ff_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="soft goat cheese with truffle" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2393600182/" title="midnight moon goat gouda by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/2393600182_6af097f6d9_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="midnight moon goat gouda" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared pulled out some dark chocolate chips and suddenly chocolate and cheese was being enjoyed.  A little olive oil was put into a dish and we had a gourmet cheese plate on our hands.  We busted out the root beers and decided that the Virgil's was better of the two, but the Natural Brew was made into a root beer float to be enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2393595110/" title="key lime pre-bake by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/2393595110_39e41b0b4e_m.jpg" width="180" height="240" alt="key lime pre-bake" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2392781331/" title="Key Lime slice by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3269/2392781331_a4308ba3d0_m.jpg" width="240" height="171" alt="Key Lime slice" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A game of Kalooki while we waited for the pie to set in the fridge passed the time and before we knew it, we were finishing our day off with Key Lime pie at 12:30 am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-130213438065969212?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/130213438065969212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=130213438065969212&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/130213438065969212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/130213438065969212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/04/philadelphia-neighborhoods.html' title='philadelphia neighborhoods'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2253/2392692855_35d011c694_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-8494418450707989608</id><published>2008-04-04T13:18:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T15:23:57.109-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Young at Heart Chorus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Philadelphia Film Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>philly film fest - young@heart and opening night party</title><content type='html'>For the opening night of the &lt;a href="http://www.phillyfests.org"&gt;Philadelphia Film Festival&lt;/a&gt;, we went to see &lt;a href="http://www.foxsearchlight.com/youngatheart/"&gt;Young@Heart&lt;/a&gt;, a documentary about the &lt;a href="http://www.youngatheartchorus.com/"&gt;Young@Heart Chorus&lt;/a&gt;, a group of seniors that sing rock songs.  The movie, while primarily uplifting, runs the full spectrum of emotions as the members of the chorus experience life and death together.  Comedy and tragedy are intermixed throughout the entire movie.  The chorus sings such songs as The Clash's Should I Stay or Should I Go, James Brown's I Feel Good and even Sonic Youth's Schizophrenia.  The arrangements are well done and suited to the seniors' singing style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, the chorus director, the movie director and three members of the chorus held a short Q&amp;A session.  Becca bought their CD and had them autograph it, much to her delight.  The part of the CD that I heard was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2387196119/" title="panel q&amp;amp;a by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2016/2387196119_0c6c9382c9_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="panel q&amp;amp;a" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2387427307/" title="bob signing the cd by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3014/2387427307_e5f708985e_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="bob signing the cd" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the movie, we went to the Opening Night party, which was being held at swanky XIX Nineteen in the Park Hyatt.  The party was an interesting mix of the ultra-hip art crowd, the societal elite, the elderly, and normal people.  We took advantage of the limited (sponsors' drinks only) open bar, ate some of the tasty hors d'oeuvres, learned that P.I.N.K. vodka has caffeine and guarana, and generally had a good time until they turned the lights up and we were stunned to look at the time and see that it was 1:00am.  On a school night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2388025870/" title="some hors d'oeurves by lactardjosh, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3040/2388025870_76f4ccde93_m.jpg" width="240" height="180" alt="some hors d'oeurves" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a great way to kick off a cool event like the Philadelphia Film Festival.  I'm looking forward to the rest the event.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-8494418450707989608?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8494418450707989608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=8494418450707989608&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/8494418450707989608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/8494418450707989608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/04/philly-film-fest-youngheart-and-opening.html' title='philly film fest - young@heart and opening night party'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2016/2387196119_0c6c9382c9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-1261119818935957519</id><published>2008-03-20T09:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T22:59:52.225-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self portrait'/><title type='text'>spring shave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2347781242/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2347781242_f07bf0cc09_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: 2px solid rgb(0, 0, 0);" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year on the first day of Spring I shave my winter beard. Here's the step by step process starting in the top left. I used extra lather for the top right photo because the amount I normally use didn't show up well in the photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is going to be freezing while I'm eating my free Rita's water ice today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-1261119818935957519?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1261119818935957519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=1261119818935957519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/1261119818935957519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/1261119818935957519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/03/spring-shave-composite-originally_20.html' title='spring shave'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2330/2347781242_f07bf0cc09_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-4116687837121710975</id><published>2008-03-18T14:02:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T18:13:09.166-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cadbury cream egg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chocolate'/><title type='text'>mmm...easter</title><content type='html'>Once a year, I have a single Cadbury Cream Egg.  They're so good, but one is enough for an entire year for me.  This year I decided to document the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2342988733/" title="life cycle of a cadbury cream egg by juniorcaveman, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2271/2342988733_b17c81deff_o.jpg" width="626" height="470" alt="life cycle of a cadbury cream egg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they've gotten smaller this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;They have gotten smaller!!&lt;br /&gt;Proof: &lt;a href="http://www.fanpop.com/spots/the-office/videos/24613"&gt;www.fanpop.com/spots/the-office/videos/24613&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanks Dan!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-4116687837121710975?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4116687837121710975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=4116687837121710975&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/4116687837121710975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/4116687837121710975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/03/mmmeaster.html' title='mmm...easter'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-1232276232951471563</id><published>2008-03-15T08:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T10:31:11.048-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philly beer week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='south philadelphia tap room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue point brewing company'/><title type='text'>philly beer week - south philadelphia tap room</title><content type='html'>As Philly Beer Week wound down, we decided to hit up the South Philadelphia Tap Room to try out Long Island brewery Blue Point's selection from the tap and the firkin.  We had to wait around for a table; I mistakenly thought the waiter was going to be seating us, so I wasn't really paying attention, but apparently we had to grab our own table.  I figured this out after the table Becca was going for was snagged by some other guy.  Ah well, it turned out for the best because as we were waiting, the Blue Point sales guy showed up and we started chatting him up from the beginning.  We scored keychain bottle openers before we sat at our table and the night was on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First drinks were the Sour Cherry Stout, which was supposed to be the Oatmeal Stout but they didn't have it, and the Blue Point Pale Ale, which was supposed to be No Apologies, but they didn't have that either.  Whatever, both were good and we didn't know what we were about to be drinking for the rest of the night anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sales guy tapped the firkin, which is a neat process involving driving wooden corks into the top of the firkin, driving the tap into the side of the firkin and spraying beer everywhere.  I had never seen a firkin before; looks a lot like a small keg.  In the firkin was the Rasta Rye - unofficially named at the moment, as they're talking to the Rastafarians about it.  I was looking forward to trying this one out.  For one, I had never had a rye before and, two, how can I resist a beer with Rasta in the name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner, we wanted the wild boar burrito, but they were out of it (somehow...) so I had to go with a steak (which was quite good and also appropriate since it was March 14th).  It was seasoned really well, but the kitchen needs to work on the difference between rare and medium.  This was obviously a rare steak, a happy mistake as Becca said, since rare is often a good thing.  I was really in the mood for medium, though, so I was a little disappointed.  But, between the steak, mashed potatoes, asparagus and a couple bites of Becca's Baked Chipotle Mac and Cheese, I couldn't finish all my food.  Becca commented that the mac and cheese was a little too crunchy, so I took that to be over-baked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With dinner, we ordered our first Rasta Ryes and wow, the taste of this beer shot out of the glass like a cannon.  Becca exclaimed that it was "a taste explosion."  I'm not the biggest fan of pale ales, maybe because I haven't found the right one yet, but this was delicious.  The sourness of the rye really balanced out the bitterness of the hops.  After the initial flavor explosion, the beer settled into simply being delicious, and I don't mean that negatively.  We ended up drinking the Rasta Rye the rest of the night.  The sales guy even bought us some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked to the sales guy for nearly the entire time we were there.  He was a really nice guy, as sales people kind of have to be, and he answered our questions about the beer.  But mostly we got stories about his uncle (the rich one) and his wife (the proper one) and his ex-girlfriend (the whore) and his second business.  He was awesome, made the night a lot of fun, and we "won" most of the prizes that he brought with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21675418@N06/2335086412/" target="_blank" title="the haul by juniorcaveman, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2070/2335086412_e1d6193877.jpg" alt="the haul" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-1232276232951471563?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1232276232951471563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=1232276232951471563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/1232276232951471563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/1232276232951471563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/03/philly-beer-week-south-philadelphia-tap.html' title='philly beer week - south philadelphia tap room'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2070/2335086412_e1d6193877_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-2155693051755938454</id><published>2008-03-09T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:58:56.417-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vina fanelli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mark west'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucas and lewellen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><title type='text'>wine party</title><content type='html'>Well, I remember the first three wines I had last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had specifically wanted to open the wine I brought, the Lucas &amp;amp; Lewellen 2004 Petite Sirah, first because I really wanted to know what it tasted like. I really enjoyed it. It was quite peppery and the first sip was really hot, but after letting it breath in the glass for an hour (I can't believe I was that patient), it really smoothed out and cooled off. The wine was delicious and I am glad that I have another bottle of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second bottle was a Vina Fanelli 2004 Primitivo. Primitivo is the same grape as Zinfandel. This had a really strong cherry flavor and had a bit of a sour finish. It was also quite good and I enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third bottle was a Mark West 2006 Pinot Noir and I remember liking it, but I can't remember much else about it, unfortunately. I will actively search out this wine to try again in a more sober state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the night was pretty much a blur. I remember the Sangria, which was good and apparently was a really easy recipe. I also remember taking lots of photos (see Flickr) and thinking I was getting super cool shots. I didn't get that many good photos in the end. Ah well, so goes a night of drinking good wine with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the wines in order from first to last. Yes, I actually remembered to take photos of every wine I drank. Impressive, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SYhb9lPQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kRfVHoGMvhw/s1600-h/lucas+and+lewellen+2004+petite+sirah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175929571964697858" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SYhb9lPQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kRfVHoGMvhw/s320/lucas+and+lewellen+2004+petite+sirah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9Sacb9lPWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/uWWCgQbH6Vc/s1600-h/villa+fanelli+2004+primitivo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175931685088607586" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9Sacb9lPWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/uWWCgQbH6Vc/s320/villa+fanelli+2004+primitivo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SbSr9lPXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VijmeRRxE08/s1600-h/mark+west+2006+pinot+noir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175932617096510834" style="" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SbSr9lPXI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VijmeRRxE08/s320/mark+west+2006+pinot+noir.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9Sb6L9lPYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/of1byRIzcYU/s1600-h/sangria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9Sb6L9lPYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/of1byRIzcYU/s320/sangria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175933295701343618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9Sc1L9lPcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Y7hjGXER1OE/s1600-h/menage+a+trois+2006+california+red+table+wine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9Sc1L9lPcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/Y7hjGXER1OE/s320/menage+a+trois+2006+california+red+table+wine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175934309313625538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SdJr9lPfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5y2E2OiPtKo/s1600-h/matanzas+creek+2004+merlot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SdJr9lPfI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5y2E2OiPtKo/s320/matanzas+creek+2004+merlot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175934661500943858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SdZr9lPgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rZZ-RZO4sM0/s1600-h/bolla+2006+bardolino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SdZr9lPgI/AAAAAAAAAK4/rZZ-RZO4sM0/s320/bolla+2006+bardolino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175934936378850818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9Sdx79lPhI/AAAAAAAAALA/aDxqQ9PK_Nc/s1600-h/mirassou+2004+cabernet+sauvignon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9Sdx79lPhI/AAAAAAAAALA/aDxqQ9PK_Nc/s320/mirassou+2004+cabernet+sauvignon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175935352990678546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SeA79lPiI/AAAAAAAAALI/bBYnUhujwlw/s1600-h/little+penguin+2007+pinot+noir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SeA79lPiI/AAAAAAAAALI/bBYnUhujwlw/s320/little+penguin+2007+pinot+noir.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175935610688716322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SePL9lPjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FHft4e3iQ98/s1600-h/napa+river+2004+cabernet+sauvignon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SePL9lPjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/FHft4e3iQ98/s320/napa+river+2004+cabernet+sauvignon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175935855501852210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-2155693051755938454?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2155693051755938454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=2155693051755938454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/2155693051755938454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/2155693051755938454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/03/wine-party.html' title='wine party'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R9SYhb9lPQI/AAAAAAAAAI4/kRfVHoGMvhw/s72-c/lucas+and+lewellen+2004+petite+sirah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-396447685966264858</id><published>2008-03-04T20:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:58:56.782-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='running'/><title type='text'>first run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R83zm2pq6FI/AAAAAAAAAHY/TfhgDwgZaqQ/s1600-h/running+shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R83zm2pq6FI/AAAAAAAAAHY/TfhgDwgZaqQ/s320/running+shoes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174059395749439570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice warm day today so I went running.  It was the first time since I had Plantar Fasciitis - nearly a year.  My foot has been feeling fine, but by the time it had healed, I was just riding more and didn't get back into running.  Today was also the first time that I did pretty much any significant physical activity since breaking my ribs in September.  (I played football in November, but that was a family game and doesn't really count.)  It felt great to get out.  I didn't know how far I was going to be able to run, but I would have been happy if I didn't pass out from a lack of oxygen.  I surprised myself and ran over 2 miles - 2.2 according to Google Maps.  I didn't pass out, I didn't have a heart attack.  When I checked my pulse it was 128.  Right now, almost 3 hours later, my pulse is at 64.  Here's my route and proof of the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R83zmWpq6EI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1ZFsEW5cctk/s1600-h/first+run.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R83zmWpq6EI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1ZFsEW5cctk/s320/first+run.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174059387159504962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-396447685966264858?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/396447685966264858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=396447685966264858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/396447685966264858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/396447685966264858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/03/first-run.html' title='first run'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R83zm2pq6FI/AAAAAAAAAHY/TfhgDwgZaqQ/s72-c/running+shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-7158615057278187891</id><published>2008-03-01T00:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T01:05:56.852-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photograhy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sh1ft.org'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a day in the life'/><title type='text'>a day in the life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sh1ft.org/adayinthelife/" target="blank"&gt;sh1ft.org&lt;/a&gt;'s A Day in the Life project was Leap Day, Friday February 29 2008.  The goal was one photo an hour for the day.  I missed 1am through 6am because I was sleeping.  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King live in concert.  The man might be 82 years old, he might be unable to stand and walk for long periods of time, he might have diabetes, but he can still belt out the blues.  His guitar sounds so sweet and pure, the notes drip off the strings like honey.  His voice is so strong and powerful that it gives you chills when he really gets into the song.  It's even more unbelievable when you realize that, by his own admission, he doesn't know how to play chords and he just improvises his way through everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's quite a storyteller and half the concert is him rambling through long winded stories, making jokes and laughing at himself.  His band backs him up beautifully and he often lets them take the lead.  It doesn't matter.  It's worth the price of admission to hear him talk, sing and play even for the few songs he actually fits in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see him play in the 1300 seat Keswick was even more incredible.  There isn't a bad seat in the house and the acoustics and sound were tuned perfectly.  It was a great show and I still can't believe that I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8eJt_64-xI/AAAAAAAAAHI/b3Wrk9VCDbY/s1600-h/bb+king+ticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8eJt_64-xI/AAAAAAAAAHI/b3Wrk9VCDbY/s320/bb+king+ticket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172254120403860242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8eJtv64-wI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ooEZMXQEgZs/s1600-h/bb+king+at+the+keswick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8eJtv64-wI/AAAAAAAAAHA/ooEZMXQEgZs/s320/bb+king+at+the+keswick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172254116108892930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8eJtf64-vI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oOfPjjpNzf0/s1600-h/bb+king+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8eJtf64-vI/AAAAAAAAAG4/oOfPjjpNzf0/s320/bb+king+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172254111813925618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-2236635449681702708?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/2236635449681702708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=2236635449681702708&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/2236635449681702708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/2236635449681702708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/02/king-of-blues.html' title='king of blues'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8eJt_64-xI/AAAAAAAAAHI/b3Wrk9VCDbY/s72-c/bb+king+ticket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-1292112067313803089</id><published>2008-02-25T21:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:58:58.774-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stephen colbert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='D.C.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national portrait gallery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virginia'/><title type='text'>virginia wine country and stephen colbert's portrait</title><content type='html'>As soon as Stephen Colbert's portrait was hung in the National Portrait Gallery it was a goal to go see it before they took it down.  It was originally scheduled to be up for 6 weeks, which would make this past weekend the final weekend, but the National Portrait Gallery extended the "exhibition" through April 1.  I suspect the NPG realized that they were drawing in more young people than they had in a while and those young people were staying to see the other exhibits and to spend their money in the gift shop.  At any rate, go see it if you're a fan of Stephen Colbert.  It's quite humorous to see his portrait hanging over the water fountains between the men's and women's restrooms on the second floor.   People crowd around the portrait taking photos and we were no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8N6P2O91iI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4FGbisVEqds/s1600-h/2290632322_79573e7bdd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8N6P2O91iI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4FGbisVEqds/s320/2290632322_79573e7bdd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171111209826375202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were at the NPG, we explored the exhibit Obata's Yosemite.  Japanese artist Chiura Obata visited Yosemite National Park in 1927 and sketched and painted the landscape and weather there.  He produced watercolors and woodcut prints from his sketches.  The colors were striking, even today 80 years after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on exhibit right now at the NPG is Recognize! which is an installation highlighting portraits and photographs of hip hop.  The exhibit provided a different perspective of the hip hop community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8OBdWO91jI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gELE0JTBTh4/s1600-h/2290837819_eea5f75b07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8OBdWO91jI/AAAAAAAAAGA/gELE0JTBTh4/s320/2290837819_eea5f75b07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171119138336003634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went on a short wine tour while we were in Virginia.  We visited four wineries on Saturday.  The first was Piedmont Cellars which, frankly, I found mostly forgettable.  We picked up a bottle of their 2006 Hunt Country Red and a sweet desert wine which I will pass along to my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second winery we visited was Naked Mountain Winery.  At Naked Mountain, you can go for a tasting and stay for their lasagna lunch.  The lasagna was delicious and their wine was quite good also.  We purchased a bottle of the 2005 Chardonnay.  I picked up a bumper sticker that proclaims "DRINK NAKED" for the very reason that you suspect.  Their tasting room was a lot of fun, their lunch was delicious and they have three great dogs running around, including one black lab that has a sign on his collar that says "Please don't feed me."  So in spite of his best sad puppy eyes, he isn't getting any shnibbles to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third was Linden Vineyards, which turned out to have the best wine and also a nice Case Club members only deck where you could drink wine by the glass or bottle and choose from a selection of nice cheeses to pair with the wine.  Again we bought another Chardonnay, the 2005 Avenius Chardonnay, and we also chose the 2006 Vidal Riesling.  They had barrels on the porch for $50 each, one of which nearly came home with us, but it was decided to wait until another trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth and final winery of the day was Gadino Cellars.  We had a bit of palette fatigue by the time we arrived here and as the day was getting a bit long, we settled on one bottle of the 2005 Viognier.  We ended up drinking this when we got home on Sunday and we found it to be quite enjoyable and it paired well with the shrimp and chicken lo meins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night we had a wonderful Italian dinner at Luciano's, where we were treated to a free bottle of Antonini Ceresa Prosecco champagne with dessert.  The champagne put a nice little finish to a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8OBeGO91mI/AAAAAAAAAGY/n3zG-rqmzHc/s1600-h/2292219245_aca7d5a5f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8OBeGO91mI/AAAAAAAAAGY/n3zG-rqmzHc/s320/2292219245_aca7d5a5f4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171119151220905570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-1292112067313803089?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1292112067313803089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=1292112067313803089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/1292112067313803089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/1292112067313803089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/02/virginia-wine-country-and-stephen.html' title='virginia wine country and stephen colbert&apos;s portrait'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R8N6P2O91iI/AAAAAAAAAF4/4FGbisVEqds/s72-c/2290632322_79573e7bdd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-139868909632043959</id><published>2008-02-20T22:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:58:59.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='total lunar eclipse'/><title type='text'>syzygy</title><content type='html'>I took my cameras out to document the beautiful total lunar eclipse tonight.  This will be the last one until December of 2010, so I didn't want to miss it.  Unfortunately my digital camera doesn't have manual settings for aperture or shutter speed and it only has 3x optical zoom.  With those limitations in mind, I also grabbed my film SLR and the only roll of film I had.  The film will get developed shortly and I'll post those as soon as I can scan them in.  In the meantime, here are a few decent shots from my digital point and shoot.  The eclipse was incredible.  I'm really glad the clouds cleared (and just in time) so it could be seen.  Saturn is to the lower left of the moon and Regulus is above it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R7z4YmO91fI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BrNxiDPGIOk/s1600-h/IMG_0663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R7z4YmO91fI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BrNxiDPGIOk/s320/IMG_0663.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169279573778355698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R7z4Y2O91gI/AAAAAAAAAFo/z8pCv6LULhs/s1600-h/IMG_0665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R7z4Y2O91gI/AAAAAAAAAFo/z8pCv6LULhs/s320/IMG_0665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169279578073323010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R7z4Y2O91hI/AAAAAAAAAFw/63BoK6yT5g8/s1600-h/IMG_0675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R7z4Y2O91hI/AAAAAAAAAFw/63BoK6yT5g8/s320/IMG_0675.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169279578073323026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-139868909632043959?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/139868909632043959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=139868909632043959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/139868909632043959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/139868909632043959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/02/total-lunar-eclipse.html' title='syzygy'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R7z4YmO91fI/AAAAAAAAAFg/BrNxiDPGIOk/s72-c/IMG_0663.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-8156070800864027876</id><published>2008-02-18T15:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:58:59.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the weather is a-changin'</title><content type='html'>I left work early today to visit the doctor so I could finally kill whatever has been attacking my immune system for the last 2 1/2 weeks (successful trip, I walked away with no less than three prescriptions). When I walked outside, I commented out loud to no one in particular that it was a really nice day out. It was warm and my car's thermometer agreed. It read 70 when I got in it at the office. By the time I was on 76, it read 67, which was probably slightly more accurate. When I got to Route 1, the clouds were darkening dramatically, almost like a movie. The thermometer still read 67. The clouds were unreal, though. They were incredibly dark with light gray and white wisps highlighting them. As I turned onto Broad Street, it was noticeably cooler and my car's thermometer read 64. I started snapping photos on Broad because the dark clouds were striking against the blue background. By the time I pulled into my driveway, the car was telling me it was 59 degrees out. Unbelievable. In 45 minutes it went from 70 to 59. It never rained, though. It's sunny out at the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R7nzpGO91cI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OvKJ_vv6rYo/s1600-h/IMG_0644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R7nzpGO91cI/AAAAAAAAAFI/OvKJ_vv6rYo/s320/IMG_0644.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168429934757926338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R7nzr2O91dI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aDrw23ZVYAU/s1600-h/IMG_0648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R7nzr2O91dI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/aDrw23ZVYAU/s320/IMG_0648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168429982002566610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-4034421787579213645</id><published>2008-02-13T00:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T16:56:07.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'>to blatantly steal a line from a song</title><content type='html'>I am the luckiest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-4034421787579213645?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/4034421787579213645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=4034421787579213645&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/4034421787579213645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/4034421787579213645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-blatantly-stealing-line-from-song.html' title='to blatantly steal a line from a song'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-6884651704534416915</id><published>2008-02-02T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:59:00.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>there are still kind people in the world</title><content type='html'>The proof, in the lobby of the Jenkintown train station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6T-fvL_UdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tp2S0UFS1eE/s1600-h/kindness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6T-fvL_UdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tp2S0UFS1eE/s320/kindness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162530894069584338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to document things like this because you don't see them enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-6884651704534416915?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/6884651704534416915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6T-fvL_UdI/AAAAAAAAAEo/tp2S0UFS1eE/s72-c/kindness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-8683423487171742033</id><published>2008-02-01T22:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:59:02.371-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gigi&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Restaurant Week - Gigi's</title><content type='html'>Jared, Heather, Tommy and his wife Jamie and I went to Gigi's at 3rd and Market to take advantage of the final night of Restaurant Week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was awful.  It rained all day, it was windy, which made the wet cold.  Jared and I were talking about how when we were kids, a day like this would have been all snow and we would have been sledding the next day.  Global warming, I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jared had wanted to try Zot, which is a Belgian place in Old City, but by the time he got around to making the reservations they were all booked.  He settled on Gigi's.  He didn't know anything about it, but the menu was interesting so we gave it a shot.  All in all, it was a rather good meal, but it didn't blow any of us away.  In fact the best part of the night was the parking spot we got.  When you get a spot right in front of the restaurant, you just have to take a photo to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6PqmPL_UaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/F_bDroJKB5Y/s1600-h/gigis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6PqmPL_UaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/F_bDroJKB5Y/s320/gigis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162227540529467810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi's presented a four course menu, which was a little bit of a change from the three course menus that most restaurants offer.  The started us out with a salad, then appetizer, entree and dessert.  I picked the Belgian Endive Salad, which came with bartlett pears and walnuts.  Generally, I find that pears really compliment a salad well and this was no exception.  The appetizer that I selected was the cornmeal dusted calamari.  The cornmeal gave a different texture and flavor to the calamari, but what really stood out about the dish were the dips.  A scallion aioli and a creamy chipotle sauce were excellent.  The main entree was a coffee rubbed rib eye.  This was an interesting slab of meat.  Coffee is not the first thing I would think to pair with a steak, but it was certainly not a bad combination.  A nearly flavorless flourless chocolate cake was a disappointing finish to the meal.  Jared and Tommy's lemon and vanilla flan was a much better choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we went around the corner to visit one of Max and David's mashgiachs whose apartment is on top of a gallery.  Since it was First Friday in the city, the gallery was had an open house with wine and sushi and these tasty little rice krispie brownie thingies.  I've never been to a gallery where they performed Kiddush for Shabbas.  I felt horribly under-Jewish there.  Faygie gave us the tour of her apartment, which is really nice.  Jared sat in an odd little chair that didn't quite fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6Pt3vL_UbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/vr8OqEq3vok/s1600-h/jared1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6Pt3vL_UbI/AAAAAAAAAEY/vr8OqEq3vok/s320/jared1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162231139712061874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6Pt3_L_UcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OHNQJlm2gTw/s1600-h/jared+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6Pt3_L_UcI/AAAAAAAAAEg/OHNQJlm2gTw/s320/jared+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162231144007029186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardwood floors were beautiful, old worn wood.  I suppose it is a little odd that the floors are what I remember, aside from the extremely steep and narrow stairs that would be difficult to navigate up or down while intoxicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good to get out of the house on Friday night, but sadly in our old age, we were back home by 9 pm and wondering what to do next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-8683423487171742033?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/8683423487171742033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=8683423487171742033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/8683423487171742033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/8683423487171742033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/02/restaurant-week-gigis.html' title='Restaurant Week - Gigi&apos;s'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6PqmPL_UaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/F_bDroJKB5Y/s72-c/gigis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-16449217459432291</id><published>2008-01-30T18:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:59:03.981-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='skyline'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schuylkill'/><title type='text'>rush hour on the schuylkill</title><content type='html'>Philadelphia has many problems: High murder rate, trash, crime, traffic (but honestly...what major city doesn't?), poor public transportation, corruption. Sometimes it is very difficult to embrace the city when these blights are always headlining the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Philadelphia does have check marks in its positives column. Culture and arts are actually well represented here. The local music scene is nationally renowned. There is a new mayor who seems genuinely interested in turning this city around - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;genuinely&lt;/span&gt; being the key word and probably why he was elected in the first place.  The new police chief has released his &lt;a href="http://www.kyw1060.com/Top-Cop-Unveils-His-Anti-Crime-Plan-for-Philadelph/1564783"&gt;plan to lower the city's crime rate&lt;/a&gt;.  The city is home to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fairmount_Park"&gt;one of the largest urban green spaces&lt;/a&gt; in the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Philadelphia skyline is striking from nearly any location in which it can be viewed. Somewhat small, but well represented, it is beautiful from the Art Museum stairs, John's Roast Pork in South Philly, the Regional Rail. Depending on where you are on it, just about the only advantage to sitting in traffic on the Schuylkill is the view. If you can't see the skyline, then really you're just wasting your time in traffic. But if you can see it, it's something to behold. For a while now, I have been waiting to be stuck* in traffic so I can take a photo of it. Tonight, just before South Street heading westbound, I finally had my opportunity. The photos didn't turn out all that great...a night shot would be better. Here they are; now you can pretend you were sitting in traffic with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6EOmfL_UXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lGJzKhxZ8QI/s1600-h/skuykill+skyline+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6EOmfL_UXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lGJzKhxZ8QI/s320/skuykill+skyline+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161422702312903026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6EOm_L_UYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zmlEgxRfE4s/s1600-h/skuykill+skyline+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6EOm_L_UYI/AAAAAAAAAEA/zmlEgxRfE4s/s320/skuykill+skyline+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161422710902837634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6EOm_L_UZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C6VUBlZYgKI/s1600-h/skuykill+skyline+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6EOm_L_UZI/AAAAAAAAAEI/C6VUBlZYgKI/s320/skuykill+skyline+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161422710902837650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*By "stuck," I mean literally not going anywhere.  Traffic on the Schuylkill is notoriously bad, but often you're still moving just enough that a photo will be blurry in all but the brightest conditions.  Just the other night, the lighting was perfect, but the stupid cars in front of me wouldn't stop long enough for me to snap a long exposure.  Now...how many times have you heard of someone complaining that traffic wasn't bad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-16449217459432291?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/16449217459432291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=16449217459432291&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/16449217459432291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/16449217459432291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/01/rush-hour-on-skuykill.html' title='rush hour on the schuylkill'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R6EOmfL_UXI/AAAAAAAAAD4/lGJzKhxZ8QI/s72-c/skuykill+skyline+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-1353425917370047005</id><published>2008-01-29T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:59:04.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>city hall 4 shame</title><content type='html'>So, as if to prove how good the wine was Sunday night, here are the four shamefull shots I took of City Hall from Broad Street. Notice in the first one, I forgot to turn the flash off. The other three just prove I couldn't hold still long enough for a decent shot. And they're a little crooked, probably because I was leaning unintentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5-6D_L_USI/AAAAAAAAACs/JVgwFJU2b5Q/s1600-h/city+hall+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5-6D_L_USI/AAAAAAAAACs/JVgwFJU2b5Q/s320/city+hall+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161048275653972258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5-6EPL_UTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ep0FREGYM4Y/s1600-h/city+hall+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5-6EPL_UTI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ep0FREGYM4Y/s320/city+hall+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161048279948939570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5-6E_L_UUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/488jKzIhPNs/s1600-h/city+hall+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5-6E_L_UUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/488jKzIhPNs/s320/city+hall+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161048292833841474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5-6FPL_UVI/AAAAAAAAADE/NRfIeq_S5lg/s1600-h/city+hall+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5-6FPL_UVI/AAAAAAAAADE/NRfIeq_S5lg/s320/city+hall+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161048297128808786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-1353425917370047005?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/1353425917370047005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=1353425917370047005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/1353425917370047005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/1353425917370047005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/01/city-hall-4-shame.html' title='city hall 4 shame'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5-6D_L_USI/AAAAAAAAACs/JVgwFJU2b5Q/s72-c/city+hall+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-5671224566959754572</id><published>2008-01-28T21:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:53:40.336-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='restaurant week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='city hall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='naked chocolate cafe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lucas and lewellen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='branzino&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Restaurant Week - Branzino's</title><content type='html'>We went to Branzino's for Restaurant Week.  Outstanding from start to finish and the plan is to return, but not on a Tuesday or Wednesday because our waiter is off those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a tiny split level Italian restaurant that really packs the tables in, though that might have been for Restaurant Week.  They called the day before to confirm the reservation and to kindly let us know that during this extremely busy week, diners are allotted 1 1/2 hours for dinner.  The hostess was quick to point out that during normal times, patrons are given how ever long they like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that the time provided was perfect for two people, though there was little break between courses.  We brought along a bottle of Lucas &amp;amp; Lewellen 2003 Cabernet Sauvignon.  It paired perfectly with the meal, at least to our untrained palettes.  The wine was smooth, fruity...with hints of cherry?  Blackberry?  Imaginaberry?  First course was grilled squid and beef carpaccio.  The squid was smoky and lemony and the carpaccio was...well...raw.  Delicious and peppery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick brush with the crumb blade, and a passing comment from the waiter that we left no crumbs - it was too good to leave even a single crumb behind, the main entrees were brought out.  Salmon Dijon, of which I had a small taste (no small feat mind you...) was actually quite tasty.  The Veal del Martini was sweet and smoky and the crust almost reminded me of maple syrup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert was the same for both of us, the custard, served at room temperature with blueberries and strawberries.  This was so smooth and not overly rich.  You didn't want the bowl to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back to the car, we decided to venture into Naked Chocolate.  After passing it three times on the street, we finally made it in to the cafe.  There we enjoyed a classic drinking chocolate and peanut butter nudo, as stuffed as we already were.  We shared a table with two other very nice people, who were kind enough to not be completely turned off by our somewhat inebriated attempts at coherent conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk back to the car led us past a view of City Hall (from Walnut) that had to photographed, of course.  I'll post it as soon as I download it off the camera...provided that it is a shot worth posting.  I was having a tough time holding still for a longish exposure.  Damn delicious wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night wound down with some TV and more good conversation and The Jack playing with wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late, well past my bedtime, and I headed home, in perhaps the best mood I have been in for a long, long time.  Thanks for great night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3054181154349949724-5671224566959754572?l=lactardjosh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/feeds/5671224566959754572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3054181154349949724&amp;postID=5671224566959754572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/5671224566959754572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3054181154349949724/posts/default/5671224566959754572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lactardjosh.blogspot.com/2008/01/restaurant-week-branzinos.html' title='Restaurant Week - Branzino&apos;s'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07866892124972447118</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/SPSavwWl7oI/AAAAAAAAASI/U2LPPFEHpVc/s1600-R/2940008868_0cb5da4fb6_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3054181154349949724.post-2082497934701215916</id><published>2008-01-26T23:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:59:04.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>busy day</title><content type='html'>The living room is just about finished, as evidenced by this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5wPC_L_UQI/AAAAAAAAACc/WCEk3drmdT8/s1600-h/living+room.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5wPC_L_UQI/AAAAAAAAACc/WCEk3drmdT8/s320/living+room.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160015817055621378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to add the finishing touches, like curtains and lamps and pictures, but it's basically finished.  And besides, there are more important things to do now, as evidenced by this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5wQA_L_URI/AAAAAAAAACk/1i7vw4KMJBg/s1600-h/theo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vwZMPE_dT7Q/R5wQA_L_URI/AAAAAAAAACk/1i7vw4KMJBg/s320/theo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160016882207510802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Theo.  And he is one bear of cat.  He's the softest ever and he's got huge eyes and paws.  He hasn't meowed once since coming home, but he's been purring.  His nails needs to get clipped first thing tomorrow because they are ridiculously long.  Once he's hooked onto something, he can't let go of it without some assistance.  I'll be making a run to PetSmart twice tomorrow.  Once for supplies and once for his nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's from the Montgomery County SPCA.  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