This guy came to Philly to visit.

He hit a shitload of traffic on the way up. Meanwhile, I lounged around, watching TV and drinking lager.

We saw this super artsy Korean film at the Philly Film Fest. Even though the movie had tons of nudity and sex, somehow it was terribly boring.

We went on Philly Ghost Tour. A creepy guy with a trenchcoat and a lantern led us around the city telling ghost stories. I learned at least one thing. The Sixth Sense was set in Philly. I’ll have to check that out again.

Here’s a photo of Ev entertaining shoppers at Ikea.

Ev et al ate cheesesteaks. I had a veggie hoagie. I’m a pussy.

Homeless folks approached us on the sidewalk. We did not give them money. We discussed why we did not give them money even though they wanted our money. We perhaps felt some level of guilt for not helping, but realized we could not help everyone. Plus, I’m still unemployed.

During our discussion, some fatcat asshole in a 3 piece suit turned around and cricized our lack of knowledge on Communism and Socialism. We ignored him. He was not welcomed to join our conversation.

This is a companion post to this post. Check out Ev’s take.

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