Hi, Gentrification God, Are You There?
It’s me, Bart Blatstein. You look a lot like the zoning board, you know. No, this has nothing to do with the McDonalds on Girard, I can’t win that war. Besides, it has that certain ironic je ne sais quoi, non? Listen, what I’m really proposing here is…a boutique hotel. What I have right now is this blueprint that was sketched on a tablecloth in Osteria the other night. 12-stories, 86-units, first floor restaurant with two shops, a giant sore thumb sticking out on 828 N. 2nd St. that will block the sun from the fair skin of the plastic surgery class that I cater to. Can’t blame a man for thinking ahead. Because owning 60% of NL is like, barely more than half. I can’t wait to meet with you tomorrow. Let’s say, 7:45 at the NLNA Offices? Done.
Metro: Go Ahead And Steal That Towel, This Might Be Your Last Stay At The Marriott
December 19th, 2007 at 12:37 pm
You trust the Metro for temporal accuracy? That hearing was last night. In fact, I’m betting Solomon Leach got the Bart bytes at the hearing.
December 19th, 2007 at 1:02 pm
Wrong on both counts, C the I. Meeting last night was canceled, possibly rescheduled for today I suppose? Either way, Leach could not have gotten the Bart bytes anywhere but from the Bart source himself.
December 19th, 2007 at 3:16 pm
A luxury hotel essentially across the street from the 700 club?
What could POSSIBLY go wrong?