Friday Jessica and I went to get some dim sum in Chinatown. I guess dim sum isn’t really my thing. After we ate I went a few blocks over and caught a bus to Philadelphia. A man sat next to me. He was eating what looked like spam and ramen noodles and he was reading a small book that I think was titled “The Laws of Power” — that’s the type of person that pays $10 to take a bus to Philadelphia. Arrived, got a DC at the local Wawa, took a short cab ride to Dave’s, which also cost $10. They got a nice place. Dave, Leslie, Mike and I shot the shit, drank some beers and went for dinner, went to more bars. Did a pretty thorough walking tour of the city’s bar districts. A chubby collegiate looking fellow drinking Mountain Dew and reading a graphic novel thought my ID was too shitty to let us in our final destination, so we had a few more brews on Dave’s patio and called it quits.
Saturday we ate at a hip brunch place. Mike and Dave tried the local meat loaf thing called scrapple. Watched some olympics that afternoon, BBQ’d, made a pretty decent rally to go to the Phillies game but were thwarted by our unwillingness to pay less than $50 per ticket. Went to an authentic bar called Ray’s Happy Birthday room. Saw people waiting in line for cheesesteaks. Went to some other bars, the best one being a few blocks from Dave’s place. After that I was so full of beers, that I went to sleep. I sort of woke up hearing Dave and Leslie quietly arguing about how Leslie didn’t think it was necessary to play the Wilco album at 5am. Dave’s usually makes a pretty strong case, but I was on Leslie’s side.
Took the bus back to NY on Sunday. This bus didn’t feature AC, but it wasn’t too terrible of a trip. Philadelphia — nice place. Met up with Jessica later that night. We were going to see Pineapple Express, but after reading the reviews thought that the Olympics would be a better watch. I thought it was too slow. I wonder what that swimmer guy was listening to on his ipod?
… The blogs say Young Jeezy or Emenim.
Books
The Brief Wonderous Life of Oscar Wao. Good book, I had to gloss over the spanish stuff, lots of Dominican history stuff.