Today was Philadelphia’s Bi-Annual Punk Rock Flea Market.

Which means saddle up and by some crap your psyched on! I bought a super old school plastic skateboard for 2, a hotdog on a surfboard for 1, and 3 GWAR VHS tapes for 8. I went with IRA card holding member Andrew. Also took a bunch of artists cards so I can check them out later on the internet. It was a well needed and excellent source of smiling at strangers and striking up fun conversations. Plus buddies Herbin Shellinbaaacka was selling millions of Audio circles. neighborhood Cute brigade Leah and Juli set up a Scrapple fort plus cute baby clothes.

Buddy Brian tried selling Tony Hawk 3 (is he out of his fucking mind.) I also met 2 great gals at the Yelp Reviews table.

Well didn’t fully meet, more like chatted with. Anyway it inspired me to right this loose review on my neighborhood.
Living in the Faimount area for about 2 years has it’s perks. One of which is living so close to a giant castle like prison.

If your looking for a review of the historic tours, I don’t know anything about that (except the audio tour is voiced by Steve Buscemi).

However I do know there’s a solid coffee shop called mugshots across the street. I find a relaxing routine in drinking coffee while sitting on the prison ledge on a nice afternoon.

Mugshots is also a free trade business with many organic options, a real guilt free establishment. Head over there and get a crush on one of the employees STAT.
There’s also a great bar across the street called the Urban Saloon. To get through the door you often must be wearing sandals, a collared polo shirt, and be psyched on the new Dave album.

I’m just messing around, but seriously did you get that thing I forwarded you Karen?!

I’ve actually never been in there but, impressions you know . . . back to the prison. You are probably familiar with the fact that Al Capone spent time in the prison, and also of its ghost stories. However the buzz around the neighborhood recently is that there are these cars that drive through the cell blocks at night. But there not like regular cars, they like change into these robot figures, it’s like their . . . Transformers (2). So get your cargo shorts on and get that blue tooth in your ear, because the guys at the Gaffer truck need more water, and the on set art directer needs a hot brick. (that’s a battery for his walkie talkie.)

TERROR BEHIND THE WALLS!