The best of the internet, chopped into tiny bits and grilled for your enjoyment.
The best of the internet, chopped into tiny bits and grilled for your enjoyment.
The best of the internet, squirted out in flavorful neon globules, just for you.
A steaming hot pile of our favorite things from around the internets.
The best of the internet, chopped into tiny bits and grilled for your enjoyment.
The shapeless dough of the internet, formed into tasty pellets and baked to perfection, just for you.
The best of the internet, chopped into tiny bits and grilled for your enjoyment.
The best of the internet, chopped into tiny bits and grilled for your enjoyment.
The best of the internet, squirted out in flavorful neon globules, just for you.
A steaming hot pile of our favorite things from around the internets.
A steaming hot pile of our favorite things from around the internets.
When it comes to dieting, I really kind of suck. Unless it's imposed by my circumstances (the Unemployment Diet) or my religion (the "real" God Diet), I'm likely to fall off the wagon within a week. Maybe two.
A tall, icy glass of our favorite internet junk, just for you.
With two big-deal festivals—POPPED! and the Philadelphia Film Festival—in Philly right now, Phillyist staffers have been running around like so many proverbial headless chickens: madly moving from place-to-place so fast they seem out of control. Also, headless chickens, from what we hear, have a little bit of trouble eating. (Of course, for them, it's physiological: for us, it's a matter of scheduling.)

...Because that about sums it up for us.
Torontoist visits the site of a new Frank Gehry structure, stalks "the elusive Bahamas streetcar", and watches Tom Green get surgery.
Fun around town, for $10 or less:
Elite -ist is having some trouble compiling and editing itself right now because being homeless temporarily displaced means that there's no reliable internet connection. Well, there wasn't. But now there is. And so we bring you stuff our sister sites have been doing since last we met.
Either Phillyist isn't reading very thoroughly, or most of our sister -ists are having a bit of a slow day. Here's what we decided to bring to you:
How'd the first day of the SEPTA strike go? Well, it depends on who you talk to.
To the men of Philadelphia:
From The Phillyist 'What We Would Have Posted Had We Existed A Few Years Ago' Files: