Uncle Crappy is a little distracted this week. Partly because it’s a short week, and I still have a ton of shit to get done in three days instead of five. Mostly because of the Ohio State-Texas game on Saturday. We’re planning an 10-hour tailgate party that will wrap up an hour before the game… Read More i’m sorry. what?
By special request, all the way from Minnesota. Don’t ask.
Meet Miss Mollie, the real reason for our trip to Florida. The previous post made it sound like the trip was going to a mini-Spring Break, and that really wasn’t the case. Oh, there were beaches and fruity cocktails and seafood dinners. But there was also time with my sister and brother in law, our… Read More good golly.
The next time you hear from Uncle Crappy, he’ll be writing from a beach somewhere in Florida. It’s a only a short break, boys and girls, but it’s extremely necessary. Rum drinks for everyone…
Just after I outed myself to my friends earlier this year, I heard from a couple of you about how odd it can be to read what someone else writes about his life. While there are a lot of entertaining blogs out there, you also tend to feel a little voyeuristic, and depending on the… Read More passed tense.
In response to a recent Yahoo search that somehow brought the searcher to Uncle Crappy, I did a little searching for random weather-predicting items. I didn’t do as well as HP — as much a weather freak as Uncle Crappy — who found a site pushing weather-predicting clothes pins. Never let it be said that… Read More me too, part deux.
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