Steve and I went to a baseball game in Philadelphia (a.k.a. Philly) last weekend. Mets vs. Phillies. Maybe I'll manage to post some photos. Eventually. (Last year in July, Steve, Brian, Lisa, and I
went to Shea Stadium and back in the same day, and sandwiched a double-header in between.)
Steve scored a great deal on a red Mustang rental. Sweet, I guess is the slang. how bizarre is that, a geezer like me trying to look cool in the Mustang (with my SF orange and black cap). A laughable Laughorist.
Anyway, a few oddities regarding the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania (so does that mean there are really fewer than 50 states? Aren't Virginia and Massachusetts also Commonwealths?):
1. On the highways, one sees this sign: EMERGENCY PULL-OFF. Shucks, I don't think I've had any emergency pull-offs since high school (maybe fresh after scoring some porn) (well, upon closer scrutiny, it's not been that long ago).
2. We saw a traffic signal (traffic light) WITHIN a parking lot.
3. On two occasions, the toll machines didn't work, causing significant delays.
Otherwise, a splendid time was had by all (to paraphrase Sgt. Pepper in its 40th anniversary year).