I love Philly! Philly rules!! P-H-I-L-L-Y!!!!
So I'm sitting at the Cosi on 12th and Walnut, using their WiFi, when a guy walks up to me holding a clipboard, and speaks:
"Are you doing anything important?"
[slight pause] "Why do you ask?"
"My girlfriend gave me this to find, but her computer doesn't work."
"You want me to find this?" I look at the clipboard: There, in overly careful blue printing, are the words "Heery Casting." I Google them: Sure enough, Heery Casting.
"Do you see Special Projects?" I do, and click on it.
"It wants a password."
He holds out the clipboard.
"Look for B ____ H_____."
"Here you are. Look!"
"Casting call.... Wardrobe... Thanks!"
And he hands me five bucks, and off he goes down Walnut Street.
Philly has slack. I love Philly.
NOTE Plus, this whole city concept is amazing. Can you imagine, you can actually catch a cab by stepping out into the street and hailing it. You don't have to call in advance, and then wait an hour. It's civilization! Civilization rocks! Plus, there are people standing on the streets late at night. Talking! And it's 9:23PM and Cosi isn't closed and I'm about to order a big fucking wedge of Brie, the "intellectual"'s cheese of choice, to have with my second fucking glass of wine. Yes, the city concept may have legs. I'm seeing the advantages. In fact, one such advantage is walking. Right past Cos's. Big. Plate. Glass. Window [cranes neck to see.]