Across the city, the hum of air conditioners has ceased, as has the sound of splashing water in the pools. Neighborhoods have grown quiet. On the horizon, you can see it coming ever so cautiously down the street. The mere sight of it strikes terror in young hearts while at the same instant it induces total and unequivocal tranquility in the hearts of their mothers. It’s big. It’s yellow. Here comes the school bus!
Teach gun safety, PPD
At any time, hundreds of species of bacteria — both potentially harmful and potentially helpful — inhabit the human digestive tract.
Yoo-hoo! Is anybody out there? Come out, come out, wherever you are!
“He that sups with the devil needs a long spoon.”— English Proverb
Attacking our pensions
My basil was out of control.
Treatment at Aria ER
“Let’s go to Pittsburgh,” I said, when the possibility of a long weekend trip came up a few weeks ago. Why not? Having traveled some miles over the years, Pittsburgh was one relatively close destination we’d talked about but never visited.
As we flip the calendar and leave July, we leave behind National Ice Cream Month, which was first declared by President Reagan in 1984. August usually brings even hotter temperatures and higher humidity to Philly. What better way to beat the heat than to enjoy some icy indulgences?