If you attend enough big live shows featuring hippie bands, you’re bound to see people or cars wearing shirts or stickers that ask us all to “Be Good Family.” After last weekend in Saratoga Springs, I think most members of my “family” can fuck themselves briskly. The Wife and I had tix to see both… Read More be good family?
I have nifty new names, thanks to a web site one of our copy editors discovered last night. There are several formats: porn star, gangsta, taxi driver, pirate, mafioso and goopy significant other pet name. My choices are: Porn name: Slick Tittles Gangsta name: Fine Ol’ Lumpynutz Taxi driver name: Kung Stewart Pirate name: “Chocolate”… Read More greetings from slick tittles
At some point during high school, I picked up a couple friends for a big night out in downtown Columbus. We were having dinner and drinks (not sure how we pulled that part off) and then heading to a Ray Charles show at, I think, the Palace Theater. I remember that dinner was good, although… Read More let’s go get stoned
There are plenty of reasons why Pittsburgh is a cool town in the summertime, not the least of which is the ridiculous amount of really good free music. Allegheny County Parks hosts free shows at two parks every Friday and Sunday, and the Three Rivers Arts Festival hosts an unbelievable lineup for the duration of… Read More big city blinking.
Sweet redemption. I’m back on Google. Let’s never fight again (as Homer hugs the TV).
I was reading a post at Tequila Mockingbird, about a friend of the author’s who took the time and trouble last weekend to hand out thank-you cards to the veterans who attended the dedication of the World War II monument in DC. A very simple gesture, yes, but it had to be overwhelming to those… Read More really, it was nothing…
Uncle Crappy 