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Phillyist likes supporting good causes, and you can’t get a better cause than breasts. Our lip service pales in comparison, though, to the efforts of five local women, who are raising money to participate in 2008 Philadelphia Breast Cancer 3-Day this October. Each walker must raise $2,200 to take part in the 60-mile trek, and the women, collectively known as Team Bosom Babes, are turning to a time-honored Philly tradition to meet their goal: the Beef & Beer. Join them Saturday, along with WXPN DJ Robert Drake and local band The Modern Hypocrites, at the First Unitarian Church for an evening of music, food from Whole Foods, lots of Victory beer, prizes… and do it all knowing that you are supporting an important cause and allowing people to take part in a rigorous event that, let’s face it, most of us couldn’t hack.

Dear Philadelphia:

Monday: Michael was officially sworn in as the 98th mayor of Philadelphia at the Academy of Music. His inaugural address was more or less a regurgitation of everything he said during his campaign. ::yawn:: But at least he got down at his inaugural party, as proven by the insert video.

Our obsession with food blogs led up to this tasty tidbit, courtesy of Philly’s own Marisa McClellan: Apparently Saturday is "Invite Your Neighbor To Dinner Day" in Pennsylvania. No, really, it was proclaimed and everything, courtesy a House resolution back in 2002 that declared it an official holiday. Unfortunately that means we’ve missed out on 5 years of celebration, but thankfully we got wind of this in time to enjoy this year.

The Philadelphia Inquirer has a disturbingly effective visual aide that brings together the homicide data from last year - data we are quickly on our way to surpassing in 2007.

With all that went down this week, we thought we'd cheer everyone up by giving everyone a double dose of dogs.

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that Phillyist writer Sydney de Lapeyrouse sent us a little while ago about Philly's BYO "revolution."

Surprisingly, its not the usual bouquet of aged urine, fecal matter, and assorted garbage left to ferment. The Subway actually smells nice. In the last week and a half, I've seen crews at work at 30th, 11th, and 8th street stations actually mopping. Other times I've come across a slowly drying non-urine film accompanied by yellow signs telling me "Caution Wet Floor" and something or other in Spanish. Yes, they were mopping the subway. Not quite as shocking as the time I saw a pantless homeless woman cleaning her vagina on The Union League Steps (now that would be a great photo for their website—if only I had a camera phone then) but still, it takes one off guard. Isn't it supposed to smell awful? What's next, killing off all the rats? And it's not just pine I'm smelling down there, it's some exuberant pine scent mixed with something exotic—perhaps jasmine or goddammit, maybe even eucalyptus. Did they consult Bed Bath and Beyond prior to this?!

As predicted, it is going to be a fab year for the undead in Philly. With two, count ‘em, two major Egypt exhibitions in town, plus ten months chock full of mummy-fun, it’s never been a better time to be a desiccated corpse in the City of Brotherly Love. Sure, there’s lots of history and whatnot involved, but be honest: it’s our wrapped up brethren that fascinate and amaze and really bring in the crowds. Here’s a quick run-down of the museum exhibits and events, with a few extras thrown in.

We here at Phillyist know that a good portion of our readers may not reside within the limits of the City of Brotherly Love, and instead retreat to the pleasant confines of suburbia after a hard day's work. Rest assured, suburbanites! You are not alone, and Phillyist cares about your entertainment needs, too.

The good folks over at DailyCandy tipped us off this morning to an awesome new web site. Or, what has the potential to be an awesome (and very helpful!) website that hasn't exactly taken off in the City of Brotherly Love quite yet. It's called Unthirsty, and theoretically, you should be able to enter your city and find a slew of happy hours to meet your every need.

Dear Incoming Class of 2010 (at whatever local university you may be matriculating at): Welcome! Four years ago this week, I was in your shoes. I'd been to Philadelphia exactly once before I moved in to my dorm at Penn. I'd been on the East Coast twice. I wasn't entirely sure what I was getting myself into. And I couldn't have been more excited. You see, I chose to go to Penn because it...

We didn't wear a cowboy hat our first time in Philadelphia. And we didn't spend much time on Second Street. But this about sums up how we felt our first time through the City of Brotherly Love.

Phillyist quite likes this idea. Not only are we for anything that promotes our city as more than just a place to revisit American History, but being "The Home for Rhythm and Blues" would likely inspire a much cooler (and sexier) version of the "Philly's More Fun if You Sleep Over" ad campaign...and who wouldn't want to see that?

Image by Flickr user pusgums

- iFlipFlop is searching for a good man in Philly; and not in the Flannery O'Connor sort of way. Can you help him solve the mystery of the missing Good Samaritan?

-By way of the This Is the City of Brotherly Love LJ Community, (and subsequently The Inquirer and Bizjournal.com) we learn that Philly isn't as smart as we might think we are. We were going to start a discussion about how this was a syllogistic fallacy to equate "degreed" with intelligence, but we just couldn't be arsed, frankly. So, um, yeah. How do you like those apples, smarty pants?

Somebody Set Us Up the Bomb: The Lunabomber is trying to resurrect the "All Your Base" meme in honor of its fifth year. Phillyist is happy to help, because we'd rather see "All Your Base" make a triumphant return than the dreaded Dancing Hamsters.

- From the Philly LiveJournal Community, This is the City of Brotherly Love, we learn about two events taking place this very weekend: a straight-edge, vegan-friendly Scavenger Hunt and the local manifestation of the 2006 Global Cannibis March.

: Tuesday, April 11, 10PM, The Ritz Five

As we're sure you're aware, today, March 17th, is St. Patrick's Day, the celebration of the patron saint of Ireland. That means wearing green, drinking beer, and perhaps even drinking green beer. But you may not be aware of what tomorrow is all about. Is it Hangover Day, you ask? Everybody Can Stop Pretending To Be Irish Again Day? No, silly! It's Hall and Oates Day! At least, it is in Philly. Seriously, Mayor Street proclaimed it so and everything. They are Philly boys, after all, and probably not coincidentally, they'll be playing a show that night at the Tower Theater, where, according to their site, they'll "be awarded an official proclamation from the City of Brotherly Love in recognition for their incredible accomplishments in music." Phillyist loves John Oates' response to the news:

To be recognized by your hometown is truly an honor. Daryl and I will always be Philly guys, no matter where we live. The only way that the mayor could top this honor is to give us a lifetime supply of cheese steaks.

CBS 3 reports that the City of Brotherly Love is conducting a review of our current disaster readiness plans, which it then intends to have completed by the end of June, "just in time for the 4th of July holiday." (Phillyist thinks this is great, although we're not clear why Independence Day is relevant here, since any meaningful review completed on June 31st is unlikely to be fully realized by July 4th.)

Oh, Mr. Franklin - we know you've quite a reputation as a player when it comes to the ladies, but we can't help but wonder if you knew that while you were turning heads in colonial society, you were apparently wooing a whole city too. Not only is Philadelphia falling all over itself to celebrate your 300th birthday, (Phillyist admits we're not above a little Ben-lovin' ourselves), but as if various parties around town weren't honor enough - you're also the focus of this year's "One Book, One Philadelphia" campaign. Lucky you!

Philadelphia was the site of one of several Live 8 concerts this past Summer, and Anna Nicole Smith's appearance at the show in the City of Brotherly Love has prompted a lawsuit. Apparently, Smith showed up "intoxicated and scantily clad" and Trimspa failed to pay organizers a promotional fee in the amount of $320,000.

Dear Philadelphia:

Benergy? Is that like Joe-mentum or Bennifer?

Last week Mayor John Street announced a ten year, $10 million plan to eradicate homelessness in the City of Brotherly Love. The $10 million for the project is already accounted for, having been earmarked from city, state and federal funds. There's a plan, devised by city officials meeting with homeless advocates and other experts.