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Pope Francis is coming to Philadelphia, and it’s going to be quite the shit show. They’re restricting traffic to an extreme degree, auctioning off transit passes to a lottery, they’re BUILDING A WALL around Center City, for fuck’s sake. There are strict rules about how to get in, how to get out, and it’s going … Continue reading →

I’m-a-gonna mail myself to YOU! Does anybody else remember that song? Here it is for those who don’t: This song has been on repeat in my mind, as my nearly-three-year-old niece has become fascinated with MAIL. She sent us a Valentine a while back: And we’ve sent her a few gifts (mostly hats!), but we … Continue reading →

This has become Walter’s new mantra. Walter, our 18 month old AussieDoodle (he’s a TODDLER!), is very familiar with Buttholes; he knows about cat butts, dog butts, OUR butts… we’re just not sure he knew HE had a butt until Saturday. Walter was groomed on Saturday, for the second time in his short life. This is because … Continue reading →

The weather is warming and The Kensington Boys have ended their forced hibernation. They weren’t ENTIRELY absent this winter, however, they’ve been much more obvious these past two weeks. The boisterous butterflies have emerged from their chaotic chrysalis, and in fine style! We have learned that the baby who is frequently seen at that house IS, in fact,  Big … Continue reading →

I do not love Disney. I know, I know. I’m a terrible person! I admit it. Not only does Disney fail to light a frenzied, obsessive fire inside me, it doesn’t even remotely excite me. I don’t pine to go to parks, I don’t collect memorabilia, I don’t memorize easter eggs from the movies, I have never worn … Continue reading →

My husband is a photographer who often makes work in undesirable neighborhoods. Neighborhoods where hookers openly engage their customers in overgrown lots, where junkies openly use drugs on stoops they don’t belong to. He makes thoughtful, careful, compassionate, interesting and gut-wrenching work. He’s very good at what he does. He’s a careful man, who protects … Continue reading →

There’s a family that recently moved into the house across the street. It’s a large Catholic family, I can’t tell if they’re Irish or Italian, but they’re Philly through and through. There are six kids, four of them noisy, boisterous boys, under the age of ten, and two teen-aged girls who are TOUGH. The house was formerly … Continue reading →

Good god. The worst has happened. Stop the presses. Call the president.  Arm the nukes. We have bed bugs. Acknowledging that reality makes me gag, like a credit check. Or sauer kraut. We think they came with the new box spring we bought when we moved, because our OLD box spring was too big for … Continue reading →