Here is a spooky cat. Only because he's looking down at you from above, like, Beware the mulberry bush. Many gargoyles and then one ceramic cat.
This door knocker can be found somewhere along Spruce--maybe between 15-16. You may not be able to tell from the smaller photograph, but the knocker is a lion. People in Philadelphia seem to love lions.
I am cranky today. Didn't get much sleep last night (maybe like three hours?), and I'm not complaining about the reason why and then there's all this sort of strange work stuff going on and I don't know if I'll like this screenwriting class, as the teacher not only referred to me as "the only adult in the class" about four times, he also gave me $20 and told me to buy him a large coffee from Starbucks before every class. Is that rude or what? But I didn't say no. It's also a pretty big learning curve for me b/c I've never taken a film or media or TV class--writing or otherwise and so the format is all new:
Interior office: mid-day. Woman quickly types at her computer.
Cut to: Strange man standing outside of her door.
Voice Over: That was the day a strange man stood outside of my door.
Is somewhere there or what?
The really good part though is that he gave us a disc with a bunch of screenplays burned onto it, including a few I mentioned in my last post as my favorites, and then a few others that I really like too, such as Princess Bride. Maybe it won't totally suck, but it's hard to be on campus from 8 a.m. to 9:30 p.m. and then not get home until almost ten thirty.