It’s not unusual for western Pennsylvania to be a bit behind the times. But in the case of the vernal equinox, we’re actually not lagging too much — only a month or so. Here’s how I can tell: * I can drive to and from work, music playing loudly, with the windows down. No shivering… Read More that’s nice.
While I was neglecting Uncle Crappy last week, I failed to notice that I — we — had passed a milestone of sorts. Tonight, while checking the site’s stats, I found that Uncle Crappy had reached the 5,000 hits plateau. We’re at 5,073 as we speak. While that figure would probably guarantee me membership in… Read More a million six? jesus chri…
There’s been a lot of stuff I should have been keeping track of in the last few days, but as I noted before, I’ve been pretty tapped out, from both an inspiration standpoint and an energy standpoint. So as I am wont to do, I offer you the patented Uncle Crappy Catch-up Synopsis: * The… Read More housekeeping.
OK. Most of my writing-type energy has been sucked up at work, where I’ve been chasing stories about murders, shootings and guys who claim they are constables while taking fake orders for Avon products. Yeah. It’s been an interesting couple of weeks in the newsroom. Combine the stuff at work with a bunch of away-from-work… Read More Hi!
We stink. Uncle Crappy’s pathetic effort in his various NCAA basketball pools has already been documented, but now that we have a Final Four, it’s obvious that everyone else entered in Uncle Crappy’s First Annual NCAA Final Four Contest is equally inept. Here’s what we got: a Final Four of LSU, UCLA, George Mason and… Read More what’s that smell?
Remember last year, when I was able to follow the tournament to the end, because I was one win away from taking the cash in the biggest pool I entered? Yeah. That was fun. This year … not so much. Even if we pretended for a second that Ohio State hadn’t lost to Georgetown yesterday,… Read More screwed.
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