I — we — had a good morning. Mrs. Crappy and I set off from the parking lot along the North Shore Trail a little after 9 this morning. Eight and a half miles later, I returned to the car. Mrs. Crappy? She did five miles, running most of the way. I am pleased, for… Read More nipples.
Let’s go back to September 1999, when I was faced with a tough decision. No, it wasn’t whether I would marry Mrs. Crappy; I went ahead and did that on Sept. 25 that year, and I’m still happy I did. The decision came a week earlier, when OU, the Crappys’ alma mater, sent its… Read More answered.
Or maybe a home theater sound system. Set to play really loud. (h/t @matt_rosenberg)
About a mile into my run tonight, I started feeling a pain at the top of my right leg. Actually, that’s not right. At first, it just felt tight. That turned to a pain, and got sharper and sharper by the minute. It was warm tonight, warmer than any day I had run on… Read More doubt.
OK, not really, but that’s probably how each entrant in the Seventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown) felt after the basketball-related carnage this weekend. The upsets in the first round were a thing of legend this year, but as it turned out, they didn’t mean that much to… Read More devastation.
As usual, we have a ton of entries for the Seventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown), so let’s get right to the list, so we can get our first look at who might be in line to win our Bocktown gift card. As per tradition, we start with… Read More svaucnffc (btybb) tipoff.
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