When Bill Deely hauled Punxsutawney Phil out of his stump on Gobbler’s Knob this morning, Phil, looking a little squirmier than ususal, offered a couple of predictions after seeing his shadow: * Six more weeks of skiing! * The Browns will win next year’s Super Bowl! * We’re actually going to know less about W’s… Read More prognostication

I noticed that Ohio University, my esteemed alma mater, recently banned the production and sales of Ohio University logo shot glasses. A quote from OU Dean of Students Terry Hogan in the Jan. 29 edition of the Columbus Dispatch: “A shot glass in our view is high-risk drinking, period. (OU should) not be in the… Read More see, i had been wondering…

For years, I’ve listened to native Pittsburghers joke about how they react when TV tells them a big snowstorm is coming. It’s pretty simple: You go to the grocery, and you buy milk, bread and toilet paper. As much as you can carry. Because you never know how long you’re going to be buried in… Read More hope you made it to the grocery store…

I promised months ago — about the time i got the digital camera for my birthday — tons of gratuitous cat pictures. But as I mentioned, I was hampered, computerationally, and was unable to do so. Until now. This gratuitous cat picture demonstrates a couple things — first, the cat, named Miles, as I think… Read More finally

My paternal grandmother had four sons. The big reason she had so many? She kept trying for a girl. Sister of Uncle Crappy thought she was done having children until sometime around September, when, she said, her lack of mathematical ability led to another pregnancy, her third. As I’ve mentioned before, she already has two… Read More a genetic first

Another friend stumbled across my blog. She said she suspected after a very short period of time that it was me. She read a little bit more and her suspicions were confirmed. Uncle Crappy isn’t nearly as sneaky as he thought he is.