OK. It turns out that California Bloggin’ hasn’t in fact blacklisted Uncle Crappy. Actually, Uncle Crappy was a little too dense to notice what happens to visited links on the CalBlog … specifically, that they are crossed out. Sigh. Anne, the fact that you continue to read despite the mounting pile of evidence that Uncle… Read More mea culpage, deux

The Boston Red Sox win a World Series on the same evening as a full lunar eclipse? Isn’t that a little like crossing the streams in “Ghostbusters?” It’s suprising that we have a civilization to wake up to today.

1. Apologies to Google. Uncle Crappy keeps popping up and dropping off because of my inability to post regularly. 2. Apologies to The Wife. Thanks to a total loss of ability to correctly pick NFL games (not that I ever would have called it a talent), I’m not even coming close to being competitive in… Read More i’m sorry, so sorry

At some point last week, one of the reporters who handles much of our cops/courts stuff read out loud a local police news release that described a 38-year-old suspect as “middle-aged.” In related news, I turn 38 today. I’m hoping the agony of my apparent entry into middleagedom will be offset by the purchase of… Read More somebody call the AARP

So The Wife and I are in Athens over the weekend, celebrating our fifth wedding anniversary (which falls on Sept. 25, so y’all can remember the cards and gifts in the future). On Friday night, after the first of three meals at Casa Nueva, and several pints of Great Lakes’ Nosfaratu (a kick-ass hoppy red… Read More busted.

A lot has happened since my last post. Here’s a sampling: * I’ve been to two Ohio State football games, both wins. We also had two successful tailgate parties, especially the one last week where we — Fred, Ethel, The Wife and I — presented my parents with one of those canopy tents — in… Read More 30 days