Rumblings: Get Me Away From Here, I’m Dying
>>> Feed this into your coulda-woulda-shoulda memory bank: There is now a plane that departs from Philadelphia, directly to Heathrow in London, every night at 10:45pm. Every day that goes by that you miss it is a day… that has gone by and you’ve missed it. Care to join me in song? Sixteen clumsy and shy, I went to London and I… I booked myself into the Y-W-C-A… [BizJournals]
>>> There’s a new Miss Philadelphia. Who used be a Miss District of Columbia. And who went to Georgetown. Seriously? We’re crying foul. [Inky]
>>> What used to be the Crazy Horse Too down by the stadiums will now be a Rick’s Cabaret — think “The McDonald’s Of Titties” — and re-opens the weekend of April 24th. We love it when guys who own titty bars say shit like this: “The Rick’s Cabaret nightclubs have become the national gold standard for adult entertainment venues and we have spared no expense to make sure the Philadelphia club meets and exceeds expectations,” said Eric Langan, President and CEO of Rick’s Cabaret. Um, OK. Can I still get in with a Phillies ticket stub? [FoxBusiness]
