And the Winner is…

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…going to be announced after a a few short announcements. First of all, I want to sincerely thank all seven contestants. It takes a lot of guts to get on the microphone in front of any crowd anywhere, but especially here in Philadelphia. The decisions to eliminate were tough because all seven brought something unique to the table, and were not made any easier by the fact that I sincerely liked all seven contestants. The final three had, of course, tied at Doc Watson’s last week in the voting. This time, the crowd voted one way and the judges other than myself(known only as Deep Throat 2 and Johnny Wadd, they were both on hand last night) voted another. In the end, it was a very, very close contest, but your winner of the Be the Next Johnny Goodtimes Contest is…

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Tricky Dick Remembered

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With Watergate back in the news, I thought it would be a good time to share Hunter S. Thompson’s famous amazing eulogy for our 37th president in 1994. Of course, Dubya made even Thompson a touch nostalgic for ol’ Dick Nixon.
“Richard Nixon looks like a flaming liberal today, compared to a golem like George Bush. Indeed. Where is Richard Nixon now that we finally need him?” -HST

Oh, and please be sure to participate in our current poll. I’m curious to see the results.

This was intense

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I went to Jim Thorpe over the weekend and did some white water rafting. But the highlight of the trip may have been the visit to the jail in town. It was plenty creepy enough in its own right, but what really took it over the top was the mysterious handprint on the wall. A man, about to be hung in the 1870s, rubbed his hand on the ground and then smacked it against the wall, saying that the handprint would never wash out, forever serving as a reminder that an innocent man had been hanged. The handprint is still there, despite numerous attempts to get rid of it. Here’s some more background on this crazy story.

Help Out Johnny

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In last year’s Best Of… edition, Philadelphia Magazine shunned quizzo, despite the fact that it is way more vintage philly than, say, who sells the best handbag. So please help me out by taking five seconds and clicking here, and nominating, um, I don’t know, whoever you think is worthy. I’ll just stand off to the side here while you place your nomination. Don’t mind me. Just pretend like I’m not even here. With an “h”. That’s Johnny with an “h”. I mean, if you decide to nominate me, be sure you spell it with an “h” so there’s less confusion. I’m sorry. I’ll be quiet now. I mean, I’m sure several quizzo hosts had a quizzo bowl this year, so any one of them would be worthy of the attention lavished on them by this publication. They probably all have a website that takes pictures of the winners and occasionally everybody else. Am I thinking out loud? I’m sorry. I’ll stop. You just go ahead and vote.