#hot dogs
If you ever wondered what Connecticut Clark would be if he was an event instead of a guy, he’d be this:
Ahhh yes. Hot dog Thursdays at the county air museum. I will meet the love of my life there and make them the third happiest person in ConnecticutCalifornia
Der Wienerschnitzel by Robert Couse-Baker
Via Flickr:
Time warp
Here is the photo documentation of a day in January spent following around Mannequin Pussy, a band of childhood friends that has since evolved into a trio of face-melting fury. Don’t ask them what the origin of the name is, because the answer is not that it’s a tribute to their offensively ripping off the underwear of department store mannequins. At this point, Mannequin Pussy is a self-sustaining band, having successfully toured all across the contiguous United States, with no signs of stopping. MP is made up of Marisa Dabice, 27, Athanasios Paul, 27, and Kaleen Reading, 22. Their sound is heavily rooted in punk, grunge and everything in between. But Dabice makes all the difference with her vocals— jumping around from melodies like innocent nursery rhymes, to wonderful maniacal screaming fits. It is just as heartwarming as it sounds.
We started the day at Dabice’s place in West Philly near Friends of Malcom X Park, which made for a fitting band photo when strategically covered with the members of MP. I was the lucky solo audience member of a tea party and basement rehearsal, witnessed the turnaround of funky old thrift duds into coveted Mannequin Pussy merchandise and surfed the web for tuxedo shirts only suitable for their mock-prom Valentines Day show. We headed out to Everybody Hits on W Girard Avenue to set up and listen to a roster of local and touring bands play. Meanwhile, we passed the time by playing free games of pinball and dodging icing-covered hot dogs, because it was somebody’s birthday, and hot dogs and batting cages obviously go hand in hand. But the night really blasted off when Mannequin Pussy took the stage around 12 a.m.
The intimate audience was elated by MP’s wall of sound, and were completely in awe over Dabice’s dynamic vocals. There was something really special about being in such an unusual venue, surrounded by the sweaty, drunk, tight-knit crowd of local punk supporters in Philly, not caring about being hit in the head with a 40 oz or hot dog, or who was watching me rock out with a band called Mannequin Pussy.
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I must have this in my life!
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We had such a great Family Fun Night yesterday with students from the past, present and potentially the future. Thank you to all that showed their faces to roast marshmallows, hot dogs and spread the word about GlassRoots’ programs. We’d also like to send a huge thank you to Dorothy Gilliard; founder and president of FASNA LLC. For the past 10 years she has provided personalized financial aid services to college-bound families throughout New York and New Jersey. She is also a frequent workshop speaker for high schools, community colleges, and civic associations and did an marvelous job of helping our students in their journey to higher learning.
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Chicago guys are always like did you really just put ketchup on that hot dog instead of minced garlic, sesame seeds, relish, Polish sausage bits, coleslaw, frosting, pasta sauce, potato wedges, a quarter cup of chocolate chips, grilled sport peppers, celery salt, almond extract, mayo, lettuce, cheese, EXTRA ONION, a shot of malort, whole tomato, mustard, pickle spears, and a little hat from Portillo’s?
East coast effect
Where do you think Chicago is
I’ll be honest this second shot’s got me real fucked
