Back from Philly
Oct. 4th, 2004 09:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
teagueHey all. I made it back from Philly, safe and sound. Brian and my Mom too. We didn't get to go to the zoo, or see the Liberty Bell, but we managed to have a good time anyway.
Saturday I finally got to meet Perry, and he's adorable. First off, getting anywhere in Philly apperently sucks the ass. It took poor Perry about 20 minutes to find us with us guiding him on the phone. Ugh! But we got it together finally. In some manner it was odd how comfortable it was. We didn't have time to do the greets and hugs cause Perry picked us up amidst traffic in a no parking zone. So we hopped in, and just started off. It was almost like friends who see each other every day. Well, we kinda do, but not face to face. There was barely even any, "Oh, that's what you look like..." (BTW he does not look like Quentin Tarrentino. Scruffy nerfherder maybe...) We then head for South Street, which is kinda this neat bohemian sort of place. For you ATL folks, it's abit like Little Five Points, only there are more chain stores. There is where we got our first Philly cheese steaks. They were as good as promised. We asked for directions to get to the wresting show later, and after visiting the anime and game store (I got a Stickfa!) we headed out. Following the directions given lead us straight into the ghetto. I don't even mean the bad side of town...I mean the ghe-tto....Trash, railroad tracks, and badly fading houses. Mean looking people. Fortunately we made it out with little incident, and found a friendly drugstore (as opposed to crackhouse) to ask for directions to the highway. Finally we made it there.
For you wrestling fans, ROH Wrestling, Ring of Honor, is a good show. It's got good fan/crowd energy and is less predictable and melowdramatic than WWE. There is more wrestling as well, as opposed to the nutty shit that goes on with WWE. Perry enjoyed himself greatly, inspite of a rocky start. They had hung the lights badly across from us. They shone with the brightness of a thousand suns right into our eyes. The whole section eventually moved, and we were driven from front row seats. That was boo. Perry got to see the force of nature that is Brian. Not only did Brian fend off intruders to get us a parking space at South Street, but he then went and got back better than the difference on tickets for us having to give up front row. Sadly the night came to an end, and we had to say goodbye. I am so glad I finally got to meet Perry face to face though.
Sunday was pretty good too. We had to check our bags with the bellhop and we roamed for abit in the neighborhood. Went back to Borders and Tower records. Also I went early and fetched coffee from this bakery right down the block. The place baked wedding cakes and chichi deserts. Oh...My...God. The pastries were so good. I ate this pecan breakfast crumble thing, and I brought a lemon bar to Brian. The coffee was hot and strong. I like it like I like my women, strong, tan, and sweet. *sploitchsnuggles![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zorathenne*
Mom had a great time, which made me happy. She made friends and got some Harmony Kingdom pieces that pleased her. She got to meet the artist.
Soon we were through the airport security and on our way. The only event was the sudden going off of the fire alarm which was shrill and awful. And a false alarm. I am thinking seriously of complaining. The flight was uneventful, except for Brian and I having a pillow fight with those small pillows and Mom breaking us up like naughty children.
I had alot of fun, but boy I am glad to be home. In spite of the "gift" that the Boy (most likely) left on the bed as a protest of the state of the litter box. Oi...Now I face icky laundry tasks. But, cest la vie. Everything else was so good I don't even care about the cat shitting on the bed, and the windows still being boarded up.
So for the end I'd just like to say I registered to vote today. And I napped. Sleep is good. Mmm...sleep...on my very own couch....OH..and my Hermit Crab popped up from her molt. She looks pretty good.
Saturday I finally got to meet Perry, and he's adorable. First off, getting anywhere in Philly apperently sucks the ass. It took poor Perry about 20 minutes to find us with us guiding him on the phone. Ugh! But we got it together finally. In some manner it was odd how comfortable it was. We didn't have time to do the greets and hugs cause Perry picked us up amidst traffic in a no parking zone. So we hopped in, and just started off. It was almost like friends who see each other every day. Well, we kinda do, but not face to face. There was barely even any, "Oh, that's what you look like..." (BTW he does not look like Quentin Tarrentino. Scruffy nerfherder maybe...) We then head for South Street, which is kinda this neat bohemian sort of place. For you ATL folks, it's abit like Little Five Points, only there are more chain stores. There is where we got our first Philly cheese steaks. They were as good as promised. We asked for directions to get to the wresting show later, and after visiting the anime and game store (I got a Stickfa!) we headed out. Following the directions given lead us straight into the ghetto. I don't even mean the bad side of town...I mean the ghe-tto....Trash, railroad tracks, and badly fading houses. Mean looking people. Fortunately we made it out with little incident, and found a friendly drugstore (as opposed to crackhouse) to ask for directions to the highway. Finally we made it there.
For you wrestling fans, ROH Wrestling, Ring of Honor, is a good show. It's got good fan/crowd energy and is less predictable and melowdramatic than WWE. There is more wrestling as well, as opposed to the nutty shit that goes on with WWE. Perry enjoyed himself greatly, inspite of a rocky start. They had hung the lights badly across from us. They shone with the brightness of a thousand suns right into our eyes. The whole section eventually moved, and we were driven from front row seats. That was boo. Perry got to see the force of nature that is Brian. Not only did Brian fend off intruders to get us a parking space at South Street, but he then went and got back better than the difference on tickets for us having to give up front row. Sadly the night came to an end, and we had to say goodbye. I am so glad I finally got to meet Perry face to face though.
Sunday was pretty good too. We had to check our bags with the bellhop and we roamed for abit in the neighborhood. Went back to Borders and Tower records. Also I went early and fetched coffee from this bakery right down the block. The place baked wedding cakes and chichi deserts. Oh...My...God. The pastries were so good. I ate this pecan breakfast crumble thing, and I brought a lemon bar to Brian. The coffee was hot and strong. I like it like I like my women, strong, tan, and sweet. *sploitchsnuggles
zorathenne* Mom had a great time, which made me happy. She made friends and got some Harmony Kingdom pieces that pleased her. She got to meet the artist.
Soon we were through the airport security and on our way. The only event was the sudden going off of the fire alarm which was shrill and awful. And a false alarm. I am thinking seriously of complaining. The flight was uneventful, except for Brian and I having a pillow fight with those small pillows and Mom breaking us up like naughty children.
I had alot of fun, but boy I am glad to be home. In spite of the "gift" that the Boy (most likely) left on the bed as a protest of the state of the litter box. Oi...Now I face icky laundry tasks. But, cest la vie. Everything else was so good I don't even care about the cat shitting on the bed, and the windows still being boarded up.
So for the end I'd just like to say I registered to vote today. And I napped. Sleep is good. Mmm...sleep...on my very own couch....OH..and my Hermit Crab popped up from her molt. She looks pretty good.
