Tom is Away

i’ve seen enough drunken high schoolers (and generic teenage NE Philly morons) for the rest of my life.

contributing to the childhood obesity epidemic.

well, that wasn’t worth it.

normally i think parades are boring and kind of stupid, but i’ll make an exception today.

i’m somewhere in the city. possibly yelling.

there’s battle lines being drawn…
nobody’s right if everybody’s wrong.

out for happy hour with some of my writerly-type friends

Evangelicals praise golden calf, don’t see irony.

out blowing money on a whole bunch of world series crap.

also– hoping this stupid meeting gets cancelled tomorrow, because, right now, 12:30/Friday is literally the only time all semester that I can’t make it to a parade.

Harry and Wheels (to a lesser extent) calling the final out.

i don’t really know what to do now.

watching the phils. hoping they avoid disaster.

doing the same thing as everyone else in this city (and surrounding areas)

end of week 9 already. i can’t say i’ll miss them when this semester is over.

still trying.

trying to figure out how to make tomorrow’s classes not painfully boring.

not a fan of this 8 game world series.

reading for tomorrow.

lots of work to do for tomorrow. don’t know if i’ll be able to get it done.

well, at least tonight’s game didn’t feature Eric Lindros getting a concussion.