Its always sunny in Philadelphia.

After a long week of bridge construction inspection training in King of Prussia PA, just outside Philadelphia, I talked to the most locale inspector in my class on where to get the best "philly cheese-steak." He told me to "go to 'Geno's', they have the world famous cheesesteaks, and order them correctly, tell them you want a 'cheese-wif'." Apparently that meant I got a philly cheese-steak with onions and peppers, but you have to go to a different line to get a coke. I ordered directly from Geno himself by the way.

The one-legged pigeon was eyeing my "cheese-wif" the entire time, and I kindly gave him my cheese-paper.

I thought the signs in the window were particularly interesting, and with which I totally agree. (This is America, when ordering speak english; If you are legal-Welcome, if you are illegal-leave)

After talking to Z about it, she informed me that this cheese-steak owner/operator, "Geno", had made national news concerning those signs. He is currently getting sued for racism/prejudice by a local member of the community. I hope the best for my new friend Geno and can testify that the only people I saw around the area were thug-like homeless people and minorities selling crack next to the playground. Unfortunately I shyed away into my rental car, rather than risk taking their picture ;)

I had to finally blog about this pig here in Tenessee. This is the house we pass on our way into town that has about 100 dogs and a pig. This is no pot belly pig either. It is very much a farm bacon type pig. This pig is not always in sight though, it does live inside of the house. The other kinda weird part of this story is that I seriously do not think this is the same pig that lived there this time last year. I guess they want to fatten thier pig up themselves before putting it into their freezer.
Another very weird thing happened today. Tim and I went to an afternoon matinee and got 2 med drinks and a large popcorn. On the side of the popcorn there was a little floss pick in plastic attached. Is this happening all over the country or just here in Tenessee. I seriously doubt this state is taking up the cause of personal hygene. Since I'm talking about the movies I'll rant a little more. Why in the world do we need to watch 10 movie premiers and 5 commercials before actually getting to the movie we paid to watch? I had to pee before the movie started. It's just crazy.
Anyway, I also have some sad news from Tenessee. Tim and I have made the decision to stay home for the holidays. We will not be coming home until sometime in January. Tim is going to take over some projects for other people while they take their vacation time before the end of the year. He'll be traveling a lot and working up until very close to the holidays. We love our family and friends but all that traveling takes it out of us. It is also difficult for us to board the dogs around the holidays. We'd rather come home for an entire week to enjoy our stay and not be running from one set of parents to the other's. We plan to start our own holiday traditions here. Our first project is to figure out how to keep the dogs from knocking the tree down again this year. Jake could have died from the ordeal last year. It was a mess and it still smells like pine needles in the family room.

Turkey Day Trial Run

We decided to cook the turkey in the freezer that Z got last year from her company so we could make sure we knew what we were doin' this year. I think she did a very good job, and I tried the first leg to make sure it was fit to eat. Yummy.... Also I got to try out my electric knife that Mom and Dad Schrader got me for Christmas last year. All in all, we had plenty of turkey left over, and still do!!

Sweet Pea in the dog house

Z hit me in the head with a frisbee whilst playing with the puppies tonight. I was innocently sitting on the couch, working on the computer, trying to get my buddy's bachelor party planned. So I showed her. Except now the puppies are yelping and want in their house. What should I do?