Until a few days ago, I was a bit ambivalent about the annual Jumping In The Mon On New Year’s Day ritual, but as the day approaches, I’m swinging back towards really wanting to carry on the tradition. And so I need your help. Mrs. Crappy has to work on New Year’s Day, and won’t… Read More swimming.
No promises, boys and girls. But I feel like trying again.
I never really believed that blogging was work. Until recently — sometime last year, I guess — it wasn’t. I open this blog several times a week, with plenty of ideas for posts, like, say, the Urban Garden Party at the Mattress Factory (Oh my god awesome), our Phish shows at Star Lake and Blossom… Read More in just a little bit.
Although we have three televisions in the newsroom, I wasn’t watching any of them at 10 a.m. on June 28. We knew the Supreme Court was set to announce its ruling on President Obama’s health care law around 10, and I was reading through the rapid posts at the SCOTUSBlog and refreshing the Associated Press… Read More unforgivable.
Time to get caught up.
I’ll Have Another.
Uncle Crappy 