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We've gotten a few questions about Hallmark's favorite holiday (that would be Valentine's Day), and rather than answer them all individually we thought we'd give you our list of V-Day DOs and DON'Ts.

A week's worth of local Craigslist hijinks...

Judging by some of the questions we get, some of you had a pretty rough time on the dating scene and in the bedroom in 2008. Resolve to make 2009 your year for happy, healthy and fun relationships with our list of top ten dating resolutions.

What's new and/or interesting on TV this week.

 

Any good hero is defined by his/her villain. Spider-Man and the Green Goblin. Batman and the Joker. John Locke and people who tell him what he can’t do. Mary-Kate Olsen and a grilled cheese sandwich. Pacman Jones and NOT making it rain.

A week's worth of local Craigslist hijinks.

As a straight American man, I believe that the current ruling by California lawmakers to legalize gay marriage is a mistake that will ruin this great American nation of ours! Yet, as a straight American man, I am not allowed to disagree with what the liberal, New York, Hollywood, cheese-eating, French-speaking, Oprah Book Club Reading, media-istas say is acceptable.

Looking back on a week's worth of local craigslist hijinks...

Shanghaiist's Managing Editor, Dan Washburn, snapped this photo at Thumb Plaza in Pudong. That, you may have guessed, is in China. When he directed us toward this picture via his personal website, he asked the same thing we're wondering about: "Can Philadelphia sue?"

Dear Philadelphia:

I like Jason Statham. I think he's a really talented guy. But let's face it, besides Snatch and Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, he hasn't been in very many decent movies. Just look at his filmography: Transporter 2, that Uwe Boll Dungeon Siege thing, The One. Ugh. For that reason, I went into my screening of The Bank Job with pretty low expectations.

The act I went to review last night, Black Mountain, totally killed it from song one of their set. At first I wasn't sure how well Vernon's stripped down aesthetic was matched with Black Mountain's bombastic psychedelic rock. Yet the common thread between the two was the sense of something spiritual, not in the sense of religion, but in terms of being in touch with spirit and that which lies beneath the surface.

) has such a big under-age following that The Troc, whose balcony we always count on as a place of over-21 refuge, opened the upstairs to all of the teenagers who deigned to go up. I have a feeling that if I die and go to hell, it will be something like that.

There are lots of reasons why drinking heavily on Valentine’s Day is probably a good idea, but here’s a new one: University City Kiwanis Club is sponsoring A Shot for Love, a fundraiser at McFadden’s Restaurant and Saloon tonight from 9PM-12AM. As you head in, let the nice person at the door know that you are there for the Kiwanis Club gathering, and your $5 cover will be donated to the Second Chance Support Group, a non-profit organization supporting families affected by heart transplantation. In addition to providing the public with information about organ transplantation and donation, they raise funds to assist organ recipients who need help with medical and other expenses. In recognition of your good deed, you’ll enjoy half-price appetizers until 10PM, $1 well drinks until 11PM, and $1 Miller Lites for the duration. Just don’t get too into it: they won’t be able to help you with a new liver.

Fun around town, for $10 or less:

This week's quote comes from Eugene Ionesco, who wrote: "Drama lies in extreme exaggeration of the feelings, an exaggeration that dislocates flat everyday reality."

Fun around town, for $10 or less:

Have your Valentine’s Day activities planned out yet? No? Us neither (and we really have no excuse). Luckily foobooz is looking out for you, or at least your stomach. They have an extensive list of eat-out options and specials, including many singles events, to get you through the (perhaps dreaded) day. Our favorite is the Puppy Love Valentine’s Party hosted by Devil’s Alley tomorrow night at the Painted Bride; $35 buys tickets for one person and one puppy, with proceeds going to PAWS. We’re also considering the My Bloody Valentine masquerade ball at Jose Pistola’s the night of, which has the benefit of costing $5. After all, money can’t buy you love. We’re guessing that you’ll have to do some major haggling to get reservations at some of the swanker places at this late date—but love don’t come easy (somebody stop us please).

Fun around town, for $10 or less:

Today we have basketball, masturbation, and ancient, unrequited love. What more can we say?

Ah, love. Though we may not have an overflow of the brotherly variety, Philly is offering plenty of options for those happy couples looking to sanctify said happiness with boxes of chocolates and a night on the town. We’ll tackle the latter here; we've given you some chocolate-related goodness already.

Andrew in Society Hill

It’s almost that time again folks: Compulsory Love Day is next Thursday, so it’s time to stock up on the champagne, chocolates, and condoms. That is, if you have a partner. If not, tradition dictates you sit at home alone, preferably in a battered bathrobe, and eat a quart of ice cream out of the container. If you’re feeling somewhere in the middle of the champagne/battered bathrobe spectrum, here are some ideas to keep you and your beloved occupied for the next week and change.

This week's quote is one we rather like, by none other than David Mamet, who we often don't. It runs in full: "When you come into the theater, you have to be willing to say, 'We're all here to undergo a communion, to find out what the hell is going on in this world.' If you're not willing to say that, what you get is entertainment instead of art, and poor entertainment at that." Now, on with the listings!

, Pig Iron Theatre Company's fundraiser, only happens once per year, so we're not going to trouble you with a full review that might make your mouth water and your jealousy rise. If you weren't there, try to make it next year. That's all.

I am thoroughly convinced that for his solo shows, when there's no percussion onstage, Rhett Miller uses his hair to help him keep time. It seems to have a mind of its own, swirling around his head and over his eyes as he energetically plays the songs that his fans know every word to. His isn't '80s headbanger hair: it starts out perfectly feathered and carefully blown-dry, but as Miller performs, it becomes drenched in sweat, spraying the members of the audience who dare to stand in the front row. Miller may be playing a solo show, but there are two very visible personalities on that stage. (At one point halfway through his set, he mentioned that his hair was getting in his eyes and he needed to get it cut. Not too short, I hope – what would he use as a metronome then?)