THE LITTLE THINGS

There are two things that have stuck with me this weekend. The first of them being our elevators here at WYSP. I’m not quite sure of the inner workings of an elevator, but I’m pretty sure the screeching of metal on metal is not by design. Maybe I’m wrong. Let’s do a quick survey. Do the elevators at your workplace sound like a Velociraptor is mating on the roof? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?

 

Maybe I’m approaching the situation all wrong. It’s kind of like a ride. My own personal Tower Of Terror. I should enjoy this perk! My only fear is that one of these days I will not be let out in the gift shop to purchase my commemorative t-shirt, but rather the basement with paramedics prying a LOBBY button out of my chest.  

 

On a much lighter note, I can’t seem to shake the thought of Ben Franklin’s marriage this week. In case you missed it I will catch you up. Here in the historic section of Philly there are people that dress and act as though it were still 1776. They are very authentic, unless you catch them drinking Starbucks and sneaking a smoke, which by the way is hilarious. So the leader or figure head of these people would have to be the guy that plays Ben Franklin. You’ve seen him. Watch any Philly sports event and your nearly garunteed to see a cliché shot of him as they come back from commercial.

 

So what kind of love life could a guy that has dedicated his life to being someone else possibly have? This is where I think it gets romantic. Well he finds it with Betsy Ross. A woman who has set the same course for her life. Two people that love history so much that they rewrite it. Admit it, it’s a little poetic. I imagine that the life of a historical impersonator can be lonely. It takes dedication. And here two people find love wrapped inside the one thing they love the most. Say what you will but I think it’s beautiful and a true Philadelphia story. Here’s the video evidence.