Last night Lisa and I got dressed up and we went to Philly. I did not wear fake eyelashes. As is usually the case, Philly was completely packed and parking was nonexistent. Finally after about an hour of driving around we found a spot not far from Ludwig’s. I think our plan was to go someplace we haven’t been before but that didn’t pan out. We went to Ludwig’s and ordered beer and 2 appetizers. A man sat next to me and he looked very much like an old German friend of mine. I couldn’t help but talk to him and it turned out he was from the mountains of North Carolina. He said the spot he is from attracts linguists because it is home to the most pure folk dialect and it is very similar to how Shakespeare spoke. How interesting is that?

The other day, Lisa became completely fed up waiting for her New Jersey Teacher’s application to be issued. It’s been 11 months and the status on the Web site seemed stuck at “Examiner Seeks Information.” Wednesday evening, we wrote an email to Governor Corzine asking for his help. THE VERY NEXT MORNING, THE STATUS CHANGED TO ISSUED! We couldn’t believe it!

Coming back from Philly, we popped into the CD player, The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas soundtrack. We know all the words. I guess it was during the song, “Texas Has a Whorehouse in It! (God have mercy on our soul!)” sung by Dom DeLuise, Lisa said, “There was a time Burt Reynolds and Dom DeLuise starred in tons of movies together.”
“That was back in the 70’s and 80’s.”
“Why did they stop? Those were great movies! They should keep making movies together. I know Dom is dead but c’mon!”
“Dom DeLuise isn’t dead.”
“See, now they have no excuse.”
“Lisa….”
“I’m going to take this situation to someone who can do something about it!”
“Like who?”
“GOVERNOR CORZINE!”