Septa is Great!

The big parade is in the city today, to celebrate the Phillies World Series Championship! The parade is supposed to start at 12 and run from 20th and Market all the way down Broad Street. The city suggested taking Mass Transit, which is something Mrs Duck does everyday since she works in Center City.

Septa is now suggesting finding an alternative to the city, at 10:30 this morning, about 2 to 3 hours late for most people, including the wife who is now working from home and standing next to me as I type this. A bit of a botch for Septa on this one, since besides the parade, there are some people who actually had to get to work today and now can't. Will they cover the lost vacation days?

I am an Emotional Sap

But, 10 minutes in, this Obama commercial is close to brilliant

Good News Bad News from Al Roker/Dave Roberts

1.Good News-The Phillies game is now official, with the Phillies winning 2 to 1

2.Bad News-My amatuer weather prediction says at least in NE Philadelphia, the weather is getting worse.

3.Good News-Grant Balfour is pitching and he talks to himself more than I do.

4.Bad News-The weather may cause a delay that could last for hours

5.Good News-The rain may chase away the idiots at Frankford and Cottman, who are a riot waiting to happen

Philadelphia is Silent

Or sort of silent, because I bet there was a huge uproar when Chase Utley hit his home run. Trust me, as a sort of outside observer, Philadelphia is on pins and needles because deep down, they think we should win this series. But, its Philly, which means there is alot of pain to come.

I missed the Train

Though, I think I may have mentioned a fat delusional ex drug addict. Yet I decided not to, because I looked at this commercial and think it is poetry in motion. Plus, good for Nike, I do not fast forward through this commercial.

A bit of a Pickle

I am a Phillies fan. They are the local team, which means they are the team I get all the local coverage of. Fox games, Phillies. UPN57 games, Phillies. the sport pages, philled with Phillies in the spring and summer, well at least until Eagles training camp starts. The beautiful Citizens Bank Park, home of the Phillies, and the place I have been to my last 4 baseball games at. So, being in Philadelphia, even as a late comer, I can not help but be excited for the Phillies trip to the World Series.

But, I am a dyed in the wool, Red Sox fan as well. In fact, I have been a Red Sox fan a heck of a lot longer then I have enjoyed watching the Phillies. One of those 4 baseball games I have seen over the last 2 years at Citizens? Phillies/Red Sox, where I was wearing my Red Sox hat and cheering for David Ortiz.

So, what to do, what to do. I think the Phils will have a much better chance against the Rays of Tampa then against Red Sox Nation. They can bring the first world championship to the city in over 25 years. But, its the Red Sox. The miracle comeback Red Sox. I can still remember almost every pitch of the comeback against the Yankees from 3 games down a few years back. And then there was this 2 nights ago.



What to do, oh what to do.

Roosevelt Blvd Moron

It should have been obvious early on that this fellow was a bit off kilter when he was driving the wrong way on Roosevelt Boulevard just outside Philadelphia proper. Plus, apparently he was prepared with a bullhorn, ski mask and a black sports coat with white crosses on the arms and back. This situation had suicide by cop written all over it. Good thing in the end is that it seems to have just been a bit of a rush hour mess as opposed to a serious threat. Plus, the suspect had a flair for the dramatic, waiting for just after 5 to surrender, making sure he gets himself on the early news, Live and in HD.

Though if you read the article, avoid the comments, they have somehow taken themselves into straying political and lunatic fringe like...

Biggest Mistake Ever

Let us make everyone aware. Philadelphia Flyer fans are blue collar. There team was once known as the Broad Street Bullies. And the New York Rangers are a northern/central New Jersey, Manhattan fan base. So, inviting Sarah Palin to drop the first puck in front of these crazy rowdies may have been the biggest dumbass move ever. Notice how loud the into music got and it still did not work.



I know, I know, where is the respect! And I know Sarge will be screaming tomorrow, but if the Governor of Alaska wants a warm reception, head to the Predators.

We Are Schmucks

I come home from a long day at work, when the grand wizard of the new company decided to come for a visit in our little dinky outpost. So, yes, I am ready to let off a little stress.

Stop at the store, head home, to hear a neighbor say "did you lose a cat?" I look in my window and see furry child #1 and furry child #2 hanging out watching me, and reply "thankfully, no". Though I still wander over and see this little almost all black cat hanging out in a cat carrier. And dangit, he is cute.

But, I resist. I have 2 cats, and this one has been outside, who knows what it has. But, the finders of little Biden are allergic and are already breaking out from hives. Again, I resist!

3 hours later, take the garbage out and Mrs Duck asks, If it around?"

Needless to say we have an almost black cat now hanging out in a giant cage in our basement

I know a guy

(wink wink) Who knows a guy, who's cousin's girlfriend said to her that we should not be actively seeking loans. And this girlfriend works for a financial institution. So, hold onto your hats my few readers.

Why Letterman is my Johnny Carson

Not only is he witty and funny more times than not, David Letterman also has that soft side that makes you just like him as a person.

1 hour into the VP Debate...

Ok, I am on TiVo, so I am running behind, but Governor Palin has given the Obama/Biden campaign at least 3 or 4 commercial sound bites, she has decided to not answer 3 or 4 questions and she was the first person to use the word holocaust. Scary much?

Grumble On

Ok, work has sucked, it has been things to do from the time I walk in, to the time I leave, even though I get paid, um, like a McDonalds worker.

However, I have 6 hours to go before a long birthday weekend, and my Saturday is already set. Bruce Springsteen in Center City and then the Ducks kicking the crap out of the Trojans on Saturday night. Plus, cooking and getting drunk!

Be fore warned, the Ducks always manage to lose on my Birthday weekend, so I maybe cranky.