Thursday Morning Riddle
I have been to a theatre abroad and come back;
I’m a doctor legit, though I might treat a quack;
Philadelphia sports fans can visit my plaque;
And I check out your past to make sure you’re on track.
Who am I?
UPDATE: Riddle solved by Lee. See comments for answer.
April 12th, 2007 at 7:41 pm
Vet?
April 12th, 2007 at 10:05 pm
VET is correct! Way to go, Lee!
You know, I grew up in Philadelphia, but I only learned this morning that they demolished Veterans Stadium in 2004, which was a bit of a shock for me. All that’s left of the Vet is a parking lot and a commemorative plaque.
I’m really glad there’s at least a plaque. I mean, a place filled with my happy childhood memories may be gone, but at least it was done in a way that allowed me to complete my rhyme. And in the end, isn’t that what’s really important?
April 12th, 2007 at 10:28 pm
I think you should write a poem about that.
April 12th, 2007 at 10:29 pm
The times of postings appear to be an hour off, too. At least the times it lists for when I post are an hour behind. Fix that.
April 12th, 2007 at 11:00 pm
Lee, there’s nothing to be done. You’ll just have to move to a different time zone.
But here’s your poem:
April 12th, 2007 at 11:06 pm
Nicely done. It’s 12:06 here. In DC.
April 13th, 2007 at 10:48 am
Hey I don’t think I get the Theatre connection? For to explain? Anyway – the new design is GORGEOUS!!! Good 4 you!!!
April 13th, 2007 at 10:56 am
You caught me playing! I’m experimenting with a new design. New thread on that anon.
Theatre = Theatre of Operations, i.e. Where a war takes place.
April 13th, 2007 at 3:52 pm
Ahhhhhh….now I understand. Again, the look – I love it.
April 13th, 2007 at 3:57 pm
Bill, you should give me a call. I have some news about Uncle Bill.
(to all other readers, this is an inside joke).
April 13th, 2007 at 4:22 pm
My cousin refers to our Uncle Bill (great-uncle, actually) who died about fifteen years ago.
Today, I’m Uncle Bill. And the torch is passed on.
The inside joke is that I wasn’t told about Uncle Bill’s passing for about a week after the fact, and boy was I pissed.
I can only assume that the mention of the Vet brought back some memory for Andrew that made him think of Uncle Bill. Otherwise, I don’t know why he’d be posting this here.
April 14th, 2007 at 7:39 am
The time problem should be fixed now. Lee, no need to move.