Monthly Archives: January 2011

Grinds My Gears, silly

Partly Rainy Snowy Sleety TRENCHY DRILLY JACKHAMMERY

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Yesterday, an army of PGW (Philadelphia Gas Works) and policemen told me to move my car as they were investigating a gas leak on my block.   I moved my car to the other side of the street.  Suddenly a platoon of media trucks showed up.  I couldn’t help but think this had something to do with the big gas pipe explosion that happened last week here in Philly (killing 1 guy).  The police chased them off (thankfully)!

This all started Tuesday, Jan. 25 around 2 PM.  They have been jackhammering and drilling my street (which has been closed) since (even at 3AM).  There are now 4 huge trenches in my street and the sidewalks are all tore up.  Add to this joy, it’s trash day tomorrow, the street is still closed and we’re expecting 10 inches of snow (at most).

Sing it with me, “PHIL-A-DEL-PHI-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

Behold! The soupy shit that is our weather and Trench Number 1 of 4. Click it for a biggy!

It will be very interesting to see what garbage day will hold for us tomorrow when the street is closed and 10 inches of snow is already on the ground.  Place your bets people!!!  (This is better than Parx casino – you don’t even have to leave your kid in the car!)

Political

Sisyphus Revisited

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Chefjeff gloomily eats a bowl of instant oatmeal and curses the cold and wind as he ponders the tragic, inescapable stench of aimless despair in an existence bereft of any real purpose. All the while giving considerable thought to the onerous, paradigmatic existential philosophical notion deftly put forth by Albert Camus in his work, ‘The Myth of Sisyphus’:

Does Mankind’s futile search for meaning, unity and clarity in the face of an unintelligible world devoid of God, eternal truths or values require a genuine, authentic man of substance and intellectual honesty to consider the dubious notion of suicide as viable and self-evident recourse, if it might actually require him to act as such? Or is any verifiable and true reward of self-fulfillment, genuine meaning or self-actualization established within the very struggle for this meaning?

you tell me,….