There’s this big article today in the Inquirer about the Tyler School of Art finally moving its lazy ass from Elkins Park down to the main campus after twenty years of dithering. This should be good for Temple, because art kids, while sometimes ultra-irritating, tend to give a bit of a spark to their surroundings. Good for Temple, good (hopefully) for North Philly, etc. Probably more underage kids trying to sneak into our bars, but as long as they keep the moping to themselves and keep us informed of any developing awesomeness among the kids today, that’s cool.
But then, buried deep in the article, we come across this:

The school has come up with creative ways to squeeze them all in. A garage behind the aging mansion has been transformed into a glass studio. With only two “glory holes,” or furnaces, students have to show up at dawn to get a turn.

A garage. Behind a mansion in Elkins Park. Only two glory holes. Showing up at dawn to get a turn. We’re trying to work in a Bill Cosby joke here, but it’s not really working out.
Anyway, we know there have been staff cuts at the paper, but come on. This is the kind of thing you try to sneak into your middle school newspaper and see if the eighth grade English teacher/adviser catches you or naively thinks you’re too young to make glory hole jokes. Comments haven’t degenerated yet, because almost nobody but us actually read that far into the article, but one “johnnydomino” says “Nothing worse than having to get up early for your turn at the glory hole.” We agree. Sigh. We agree.
Inky: Increased Number Of Glory Holes Expected To Raise Temple From #14 to #6 In Art School Rankings
Urban Dictionary: Inquirer Copy Editors Don’t Read Us, Ever
Wikimedia Commons: From Where We Stole, Er, Borrowed That Glory Hole Picture Above

This entry was posted on Tuesday, August 19th, 2008 at 1:33 pm.