When I came out of the archive today, an art fair was setting up in all of the streets. At this art fair are concessions selling "Philly Cheese Steaks."
"That's odd," I thought. "They don't call them 'Philly Cheese Steaks' in Philadelphia. In fact, I have it on good authority that it isn't really a Philadelphia-style cheesesteak if you call it a 'Philly Cheese Steak.' So why would they advertise 'Philly Cheese Steaks' here?"
Why? Because here is not Philadelphia. Here is Mitten Town. I was in Philadelphia over the weekend.
Sadly, I did not have cheesesteak. I did, however, find out that parts of Philadelphia still have trolleys. I also found out that Friends are quite friendly, and ran into two people who recognized my "Clean All the Things" t-shirt. (Here, in the Meijer in Mitten Town, someone wanted to take a picture of it.)
This song became an earworm in Philadelphia, mostly for the "hot as hell" line:
I find that I haven't had the will to blog lately because, after a whole day in the archive, in front of my computer, typing away, I can't face the same again. In fact, I get back to the hotel exhausted. How does that happen? Is it the lack of lunch? The seven or eight hours without caffeine? Do I need vitamins? In any case, the very thought of thought seems an insurmountable task, much less putting together sentences. So, despite many post ideas, the flesh is just too weak.
Also, what day is it? I've become the absent-minded professor. It isn't pretty, even with make-up.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
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Eat lunch! Really, that's the best way that I know to address the drop at the end of the day at an archive. Of course, archives I frequent tend to be lunch-friendly (the Huntington is a particular favourite).
I usually eat immediately before I go in and again when I come out in the evenin, and that usually perks me up again for some internet browsin in the evenin!
I would probably be tired and grumpy if I spent all day doing research without a lunch break. Even with lunch, I often feel surprisingly tired after a day of cataloging stuff. Don't underestimate the ability of mental activity to make a person tired.
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