I’ve been dragging. Not sure why. Work is busy — and the little annoyances are stacking up a bit — but overall it’s not too bad. There’s lots of stuff going on outside the newsroom, too … and I guess the overall effect is that I’m a bit drained.
Here’s some stuff.
* Saw Jorma at the Rex Theater on Friday. Our former Southeast Ohio neighbor can still kick a little ass.
* Watched Ohio State beat Michigan while stuffing ourselves at Mad Mex on Saturday. Good stuff on both counts.
* We wandered through Ikea for a bit on Saturday before the game, looking for a replacement for the crumbling — largely thanks to my efforts to “repair” it — wheeled microwave stand that serves as storage of our canned goods, wine, bomber beer bottles and other miscellaneous kitchen shit. We found a couple of options that were probably suitable but didn’t pull the trigger. We also found these, which prompts a question: Get ’em or not?
* Lots of good music coming through here soon. Upcoming: Widespread Panic at one of the downtown theaters, Keller Williams returns to Mr. Small’s and Derek Trucks comes back, also to Mr. Small’s.
* Skiing ain’t over yet. There should be actual winter-like conditions on Friday, and then there’s still the promise of one good spring-skiing day, which is one of my favoritest things of ever.
* Another one of my favoritest things of ever: The dulcet tones of Tom Hamilton on the radio. Baseball is back.
* I think my endless search for new glasses has come to an end. Previously I had always had good luck at LensCrafters, but in visiting stores this time around, I kept running into the same problem: the frames don’t fit my big-ass head. I finally got an explanation two weekends ago, when a clerk cheerfully told us that frame makers had opted to make more styles, at the expense of making different sizes of the same style. She said this to me as if it was the greatest thing ever; she also seemed a little confused when I asked how this helped if none of the frames fit my head. So we’re going with America’s Best. Nice frames, sunglasses and an exam, all for under $200. Not bad.
* I’ve been reading up on what it will take to start podcasting, both because I think it would be fun and because I think it will be a good thing for me to know professionally. Yes. The voice of Uncle Crappy, coming soon to a computer near you. Yikes.
* Not sure what we’re doing for St. Patrick’s Day. Could stick close to home, although The Wife says she’s not interested in the parade downtown. Could go to Columbus. Could head to the Greenville Inn in Chagrin Falls for what promises to be absolute debauchery with Skinny Moo. Excellent choices all, except that out-of-town relvelry poses the usual I-Have-To-Work-On-Sunday-Problem. Hm.
* Coming soon: The Second Annual Uncle Crappy Official NCAA Final Four Challenge. You may remember this from last year; it’ll be the same deal again. Full details later this week. Participation is required.
UC, they have a name for your problem. It’s called February, and in more extreme cases it sometimes extends to the middle of March. The cure is a bit of sunshine, a sniff of Spring, March Madness and a couple of Delirium Tremors from the tap. Trust me, it’ll put you right back on track.
P.S. You can do better on the silverware. Keep looking.
LikeLike
Silverware? …not so much
The glasses fit problem. Me too, I have a huge Irish head. It looks like you do too!
Microwave cart? Have you tried the Hortep or Husar at Ikea??? I just love the names.
LikeLike
Disclosure: Uncle Crappy is the one who really likes the Fornuft flatware; The Wife was a bit on the fence.
I say with as much love and respect as possbile: You guys suck.
LikeLike