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  • Catapulta!

    Tap or click below to watch this Roadrunner/Wile Coyote short:

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  • If you think the poor bastard above choking his steering wheel is having a rough day, imagine a day in the life of the cave dude below: You might come away with a whole new perspective of the term Door Dash. It took the entirety of the Pliocene Epoch and a portion of the Pleistocene…

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  • I don’t have three pet peeves. I have one overarching vexation that I turned into a mantra for my life, and it goes like this: My Time Isn’t Yours to Waste. Those who always arrive tardy, flustered, bedraggled, and armed to the teeth with excuses, have one common trait: there’re a pain in the ass.…

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  • The Statesman was a Bad-Ass

    Imagine riding from Braintree, Massachusetts to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania… on a horse! Then imagine embarking on such a journey in the dead of winter, during a snowstorm. Who would do such a thing, and why? The “who” was John Adams. The “why” was because that’s how vital Adams’ presence was to the Continental Congress. Adams, Jefferson,…

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  • The 50/50 Club

    Many years ago, alone, I drove from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, to meet my wife, who had flown there days earlier. In Delaware, I merged from I95 onto 495 (Veteran’s Highway), a spur that subtracts several miles from the trip. It was a Saturday night at twilight. I had churned up many…

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  • If Only He Knew…

    Kathryn: “Rocky, Daddy forgot to take the trash to the curb this morning, and we missed the collection. Now the garage is gonna stink all week. Bad Daddy!” Michael: “Rocky, Mom forgot to pick up the dry cleaning, and now Daddy has to pull a pair of pants from the dirty clothes. Mom has really…

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  • Call Me Mister McSplurge

    Some people haunt bookstores. Others haunt coffee cafes. I am incapable of walking past a bicycle shop. It was the autumn of 2019. I strolled into Manayunk Bikes in Philadelphia, my wife, Kathyn, by my side. For years, I pedaled a Cannondale Caad 8—a race-red road bike trimmed in black and gray. Kathryn told me,…

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  • A Jungle of Swinging Elbows

    For years, I used to recite the quip, “My dentist recommended that I stop reading The Philadelphia Inquirer because it was causing me to grind my teeth.” Once upon a decade, the media used to be a sense-making apparatus that did its best to call balls and strikes. Then the primetime cable news shows burst…

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  • Happy Exposure Day!

    For decades, I have had a subscription to the world renown, and local treasure, The Philadelphia Orchestra. From the late 80s to the early aughts, I attended concerts at The Academy of Music; since then, at Marian Andersen Hall inside the Kimmel Center. I began my concert-going experience by bringing along my sister. The middle…

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  • What Were the Odds?

    This coming November, on PBS, documentarian Ken Burns is releasing a six-part series chronicling the Revolutionary War. Ken Burns, as many know, has produced documentaries on the Civil War, Baseball, Jazz, and numerous other subjects. Earlier this summer, Mr. Burns sat with Joe Rogan and discussed his Revolutionary War project. During the interview, Burns explained…

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