Dear Diary...

On a night of sleeplessness, we're doing some furious blogging over here at And Furthermore Susan. Sure, most of it is just re-issuing old material, but that is still work. And work is hard.

So right now, on the eve of our 18th issue, let us start by a list, like always, in no particular order, of things I won't be blogging about.

1. Some jerk who cut me off on the freeway
2. Feelings of underappreciation at work
3. How great I feel about getting in touch with a long-lost friend
4. "After I brushed my teeth, I thought about getting some orange juice..." ad nauseum
5. Details of a great weekend
6. Details of a poor weekend
7. Nobody likes me the world sucks I wish I lived in Cleveland why are there so many ugly people did you ever notice how short people and fat people whats the deal with airline food when do I get what I want last night's club was so boring we need to save trees there are too many blah blah blahs around for me to blah blah blah without gettting blah blahed in the face...

The point I am trying to make is that, like you, I am disgusted by the word 'blog'. It brings to mind immediately images of too-cool twentysomething hipsters and overly dramatic sixteen-year-old girls (eeeeeeeeeeee!) and woe-is-me mothers who think people actually care about their lives. I'm not like that. I know you don't care about my life. To be honest, I find myself drifting in and out sometimes. So please, let me reassure you that this is not, and will not be, a personal diary aired out in cyberspace. No, it's more like a place where I write about the Phillies and Eagles and music. So there.

Anyway...

Just another normal day for me yesterday. Made it home from work in record time! Caught a great episode of the Office. And I finally got in touch with that long-lost friend...

Kidding.

But seriously, here is a link to something that will make all Philadelphians proud.

And if you take it a step further, you might get to check out The Mamula.

Speaking of sandwiches, I do have a few things to say on the subject.

Schmitter's are delicious.

"A sammich isn't a sammich without a pickle." - Coach Colston

Truer words were never spoken.

Last but not least, if you are into cutting edge movie making from the ground up, check out Prototype Productions, a great website from some buddies holding it down in the Lehigh Valley, winners of Best Comedy at the 2005 New York Film Festival for Inconvenience.

Oh, and furthermore Susan, I would have to say that Rolling Rock is a great beer, and if anybody has any ideas on what the '33' is in reference to, please send it on down the line. It's been keeping me up at night.