Yeah, it was that kind of party

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I’ve seen Pee Wees Big Adventure like 50 times, and I’ve never had as much fun watching it as I did last night at the Trocadero. We had some fun pregame with Pee Wee trivia, then an overflow crowd packed the balcony to watch the greatest film ever made. At halftime, I gave away more free stuff, and Matt won two tickets to see Clap Your Hands Say Yeah by doing the best Pee Wee impersonation, knocking off three other competitors. The entire crowd singing “The stars at night…” nearly brought me to tears, I was so moved.

Me and some peeps then headed to Bar Noir where, I kid you not, I got into a conversation with a hooker. I mean, I should have known when this drop dead gorgeous black girl started flirting with a guy who looks like Pee Wee Herman, but she didn’t beat around the bush or ask me to pay her tab or pull any other Detroit moves. She told me what she did, we chatted for a while, and that was that. She was really nice. I then kicked it with my peeps until the wee hours and watched some bad stand up comedy (though my man, local comedian Chip Chantry, killed it). Finally, I returned home and played some Tecmo Bowl, which I have downloaded onto my computer. It’s incredible. For more pics from last night, click below.
NEXT WEEK: High Fidelity, the only romantic comedy ever that doesn’t suck.

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JGT: Rumors are untrue!

Johnny Goodtimes was outraged when it was suggested that he would be dressing up for tonight’s Pee Wee Herman party at the Trocadero (1003 Arch). “That is absolutely and unequivically (word?) false,” said the steaming mad game show host. “I don’t know where this rumor got started, but if I find out, they can expect to see me in a court of law.” Goodtimes added that he will probably be dressed very conservatively, and that he may pop his collar, “Because it’s really kool.”
PRIZES: I’ve got Clap Your Hands Say Yeah Tix to Give Away and plus free beer!
ALSO: Pee Wee impersonation contest!

Paging Mr. Herman, Mr. Herman, You Have a Call At the Front Desk

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That’s right people, there is a meeting of the Private Club of the Satan’s Helpers at the Trocadero Theatre tonight at 7:30 p.m. Pee Wee Trivia will take place before the film at 7:30, so be there for your chance to win some fabulous prizes and possibly even some free beer! The film will begin at 8:00 p.m. Remember, this is the greatet film ever produced, so if you can’t handle that, maybe you should stay home and talk about your feelings. This is gonna be fun, so I hope you guys can make it!
RELATED: JGT to host Pee Wee party for the ages!

When Will Philly Fans Turn on Howard and Utley?

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It seems improbable now, with the love affair this city is currently enjoying with the two players. But history doesn’t lie, and this city almost always turns it’s back on it’s best players. In baseball, who are the three best position players in this city in the past 25 years? They are Mike Schmidt, Scott Rolen, and Bobby Abreu. Mike Schmidt was despised by Philly sports fans, and Rolen and Abreu were both booed out of town. Philly fans bought the “clubhouse cancer” line about Rolen hook , line, and sinker. But when was the last time you heard him disrupting the Cardinals clubhouse? Abreu was this year’s problem. A guy who gets on base roughly once every two times he comes to the plate is always a major problem. And look elsewhere. Donovan McNabb almost single handedly turned the Eagles from a doormat to a perennial powerhouse, and yet Philly sports fans chant the name of the backup as soon as he throws two straight incompletions. AI is one of the three best players in Sixers history, and Philly fans desperately want him gone. And so, the sad fact is that Ryan Howard and Chase Utley will one day hit a cold streak, and the fans of this city will immediately turn on them. Sorry to be a cynic, but history states the case: this isn’t a matter of if, but when.

JGT Featured In Sports Illustrated

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Yeah, so I was, uh, featured on Sports Illustrated’s website today. OK, so not exactly featured, but I was heavily involved in a piece about Donovan McNabb. OK, so I wasn’t heavily involved, but my name was mentioned. Briefly. Whatever. The point is that this is Sports Freaking Illustrated, which gave us Muhammed Ali and Michael Jordan and Wayne Gretzky and now I have been added to that holy sports pantheon. I think this should definitely help my chances of making the Sixers team this year (Did I mention that I’m trying out for the Sixers?). I haven’t heard from writer Michael Silver yet, but odds are that this is only Part One of an in-depth look at my athletic accomplishments, which include Second Team All-District Basketball in high school and a Little League Baseball Championship while playing on the 1987 Rotary. I also started the first ever male cheerleading squad at my high school, despite the fact that I’m pretty sure I’m not gay. And, of course, Silver will probably want to end what I’m guessing is going to be a six part series with a write up about my domination of Iverson in high school.
Related: The full interview with Bernard Hopkins that gets quoted on SI.com.

You’re traveling through another dimension…

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So last night I meet up with Trivia Art at Barrister’s after quizzo, where they’re having karaoke. Now, my first ever date with my ex-girlfriend (not this ex-girlfriend, a more recent one) was to karaoke, though it was at McGillan’s. So I’m eating my tacos (Barrister’s has good tacos), and these two girls sit beside me. They’re pretty cute, and I start talking to the one next to me. We chat for a while, and then I get around to getting her name. She has the same name as my ex-girlfriend (let’s use the name “Elvira”, to protect the innocent). OK, no big deal, my ex had a pretty common name (Elvira’s pretty common). I ask Elvira about her friend. Yeah, they were roommates this past year. Her friend’s name? The same name as my ex’s roommate this past year. Alright, this is starting to get creepy. I change the subject. Elvira’s going to school, and has a double major in criminal justice and art. “Yeah, I’m going to be a social worker when I graduate.” I don’t think I need to tell you what my ex does for a living. I immediately paid my check and took off running, nearly crashing into Rod Serling on my way out the door.
Disclaimer: No, I am not referring to my ex as a mistress of the dark. I just think Elvira is a funny name. The only mistresses of the dark I have a past with live in Detroit.

Spanish class

Yeah, I’m sure after a month and a half off, I’m going to look brilliant in my Spanish class today. Anyways, I might be back this afternoon (I gotta hit the gym first, though. 3 weeks of Road food took it’s toll). Last night was highly controversial, and I’ll write mroe about it soon. In the meatime, I invite you to get in on the debate about whether or not Bush was lieing about WMDs (comments section under question of week). One of my favorite things about this website is that it’s readers seem to cover all sides of the political spectrum, even though I’m currently taking it from the right in the comments. i thought I’d get some backup from Palestra Jon, but he just corrected my spelling. Holla!