Boy’s Night Out

“Where are you?” Laura said on the phone, through the car’s speakers. Busted. So, so busted. Well, there was no denying it. In these days of Find My iPhone, she really didn’t even need to ask. “Philadelphia,” I said. I was just about to get off on the Broad Street exit of 95. The sun … Continue reading “Boy’s Night Out”

The Philadelphia Food and Sign Festival

First off, in answer to someone’s question when I had four posts entitled “The San Antonio Food and Sign Festival,” this is not actually a thing. But it should be. All I’m sayin’. Second, there’s also no such thing as the Philadelphia Food and Sign Festival (but there should be), other than the one Laura … Continue reading “The Philadelphia Food and Sign Festival”