Motorcades and Cheesesteaks: Size Matters.

"This story about John McCain is full of cringeworthy details about a man drenched in flop sweat, reduced to hitching rides with his supporters and missing events because the lowly commercial flights he takes were cancelled. Very "ghetto," Senator! But it says in the article, "He disputes that anything has changed."




Blogger Scott Shrake has been to Pat's and Geno's. So have Al Gore and John McCain:

Bringing my groceries home one day some weeks earlier on my bike, I had seen a motorcade with a handful of cop cars and limos coming down 10th Street. They pulled up in front of Pat's and a cowboy-booted leg stretched out of one limo and it was Al Gore. Then Joe Lieberman got out of the other side of the limo. A crowd had gathered and it was novel enough for me to stand there for a couple of minutes and gawk.




So the week of the convention, I was walking by Pat's and there were a few cops standing around and a white stretch van was there. John McCain, (fresh from being booed at a speech at Penn, I later found out) just plopped out of the van and sat down alone at one of the benches and ate a cheesesteak while one photographer snapped a picture. Again I gawked for a minute, but it was super boring, so I left.

The Philly Cheesesteak. Good lord, one of those things could kill you.