The Levi’s “Go Forth” campaign is one of my favorites in recent memory, and now, it comes to Braddock:

h/t to PG+

Make sure to check out Toronto Metblogs for coverage of the G-20 summit.  Once again, I’m glad I’m not covering it, once was enough for me.

swoononeone checked in yesterday with this report:

So what happened. Everyone stayed home if they could. A few yahoos “tested the bounds” of authority. (Duh, what do you think happens if you breach a perimeter, push a cop or act like an idiot.) The majority of the protesters near the “problem area” and the city were peaceful. There may have been a few aggressive individuals at Yonge and College. Sad that the man that was arrested there was a deaf man (who probably didn’t hear the instructions from a scared and agitated security force). Worse still is that this man is being held in a detention centre without being provided an interpreter!

And again today:

Don’t know why the Police have not defused this. This group sounds like they are way too close, a block away from the “cage” now. I can only guess that they are trying to get some damning evidence, clear the bystanders, and then mobilize the Police counter-attack. I’m not about to get anywhere near Union Station or the Royal York.

Check out all the updates as they happen over at Toronto Metblogs.

I was in Wilkins yesterday and did not expect to see a carnival.  Surprise!

I previously wrote about Conflict Kitchen, and now the PG has covered it, adding this amazing little fact:

“I am a locavore, so the beef we use is from a cow in Ligonier, and the flour is from a gristmill in Latrobe.”

Being a graduate of Saint Vincent, I can attest to how awesome everything that comes out of the Gristmill is, next time you’re out that way, stop in, you may even see some of the monks making flour, and be sure to swing around the back to the coffee shop!

And related, above Conflict Kitchen and Waffle Shop is their billboard project, a public forum.  The first is up:

I haven’t heard one way or another if it was verified for the World Record book, but here is an absolutely amazing shot of the boats courtesy of Lindsay at I heart PGH:

Via

In other news, it’s the kick-off of the Arts Festival, which of course means it’s Pittsburgh’s monsoon season.

There has been a lot of excitement over the last week or so about the future of Metblogs.  You’ve probably seen the box up above as it has changed.  Thankfully, it is now showing a much more positive message than it had been at one point.

Jason and Sean have done an awesome job and with the public’s support, we’re able to stay open.  They wrote:

We’re so amazingly humbled by you guys that we just don’t have the words to adequately express our gratitude so we’re just going say thank you and hope you understand how much it means to us. We’re extremely excited about the next steps and without your support we wouldn’t be able to take them. So seriously, thanks again everyone.

I don’t know exactly what the future of Metblogs will hold.  I know that some cities, as well as the Hub are going away.  As far as I know, it will only be inactive cities that are going away for now.  So for now, I’ll keep plugging away, I love writing for Metblogs, and even though sometimes I know I don’t cover enough, and I know I am only one person in this big old blogosphere, I’m happy to add my perspective on this amazing city.  I’m not the captain, but if you’d like to join me and write for Pittsburgh Metblogs, let me know, and I’ll do everything I can to get you added.

In the meantime, please head over and read the goodbye post, which includes some awesome statistics about the Metblogs network, as well as the announcement of our continued existence.  And if you feel so inclined, feel free to pitch in a couple bucks, Jason and Sean have paid for this out of their own pockets and could use a little bit of help if you’re able.

Across the network, authors have been dishing out their feelings about Metblogs (make sure to check out why metblogs matter), and truth be told, we all have a good time, we wouldn’t be here if we didn’t.  (For once) I don’t have anything to add, just know that I’m very happy to be here, and I hope that you enjoy reading the site.  In the words of one of my favorite authors:

This is for you

Just a quick programming note to everyone, there were a couple posts that didn’t quite make it through the tubes intact.  I think I’ve fixed them all.  If not, let me know, but just in case, here they are.  I’ll be scheduling another post in the next few days to test that out again, so we’ll see what happens.

PATransit Tuesday: Ladies and Gentlemen, Zone 3!

PATransit Tuesday: Construction on MLK Busway

At the Zoo

At the zoo.

As I watched the final seconds tick away tonight, we discussed the almost inevitable razing of the Mellon Arena.  The surveyors have been out, their lines marked.  While I would love for it to stay (and probably for different reasons than you think, dear reader), I fear we will not see it for much longer.

But I believe that end times, funerals and the likes should be celebrations, what better way to bring closure.  So here are a few of my favorite pictures that I have stumbled across.

Thank you and goodnight.

Game 7 starts in less than two hours.  I am working an event for work, and I’m not sure when it will end.  I’ll most likely be hiding in the back with one earbud in, listening to the game, until I can park myself in front of a TV somewhere.

Until then, I leave you with the fantastic post from Ginny of That’s Church:

The trouble with games sevens is that they’re equally critical to both teams, meaning both teams come out playing like Chewbacca on meth.

The trouble with game sevens is that they can be immovable objects (Chewbacca on meth) meeting irresistible forces (Chewbacca on meth).

…

The trouble with game sevens is that your heart spends it in a constant state of “OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD,” regardless of if you’re in the lead or not.

Make sure to check out the entire post.  And then head over to the official Pen’s webpage to read their amazing story as well, imploring the fans for tonight’s game.