City of Brotherly Love

Two articles relevant to Philadelphians today...

One is about the backpack that was set on fire today on one of the SEPTA subway trains.

Contrary to reports on Twitter, there were no explosions and no injuries were reported.

Don't worry guys, Twitter is not a certified news source.  News to me.  Although it was correct when people said the Broad Street line (one of the two in Philadelphia) wasn't running for hours.  And that SEPTA didn't provide an alternative way to get to your end destination.  Problem solving isn't SEPTA's strong suite.  Neither is marketing or running on time.

JK.  We're actually not.

Besides the startling lack of continuity in public transportation, the City of Brotherly Love has been taking cues from Cain and Able.  When I saw this following picture, I chuckled.

Why?  Because the legend includes "Homicides since Friday."  It is Tuesday.  That is scary, and my sense of humor is morbid.  (Disclaimer:  none of these murders happened anywhere near where I live or frequent.  Otherwise, not so funny.)

Oddly enough, I need to decide whether to continue to live here or go elsewhere.  I make fun of Philly a lot, but there are things I really enjoy like concerts with friends.  Eating and drinking like a hipster on the cheap.  Being close to DC and NYC and my family.  Playing Angry Birds (Surgeon General Warning:  Smashing Pigs is Really Addictive but can also score you free beer) with the local bartender while getting wasteyface.  And, you know, etc.

And having a stoop.