Uncle Crappy

Yeah. Not beat up too badly. But a little fuzzy nonetheless.

We bought art. We drank beer. We ate pulled pork and ballpark hot dogs. We watched the only Pittsburgh Pirates win in the entire month of June. And, in the hotel bar after the baseball game, we watched the Cavs set up Cleveland sports fans everywhere for another agonizing brush with a championship.

And then I came to work and tried to stay awake. That’s going OK. So far.

See y’all tomorrow.