47. verklempt.
There were other things I wanted to write about today, but, honestly, I’m too upset to address anything but this: the departure of Jeff Reed from Pittsburgh. And really — what else can I say?
Author: Uncle Crappy
46. best wife ever.
Thanks to the generosity — and the general sneakiness — of Mrs. Crappy, I am attending tonight’s Get Local with Lew beer dinner at Bocktown. Mrs. Crappy surprised me last week with a ticket to the dinner, which features Pennsylvania beers, locally sourced and prepared food and commentary from Lew Bryson, the Philly beer writer… Read More 46. best wife ever.
45. selling out.
I don’t recall if I’ve mentioned this over here or not, but we have a fun thing going on at Killer Nuts Tailgating. And it just got, uh, funner. To promote camaraderie among the Killer Nuts Tailgaters and those who share our obsession, I opened up a small shop at Spreadshirt, so we can have… Read More 45. selling out.
44. lucked out.
Beautiful day. Great tailgate party. A visit from a friend we don’t get to see very often (whose first TwitPic of the afternoon was a clear shot of our seats in the stadium). Oh, and a pretty good football game. It’s 10:25 p.m., I have Big-Game Voice (which is to say not much of a… Read More 44. lucked out.
43. columbus bullets.
I am oddly proud to say that I’ve made it through almost six weeks of NaBloPoMo without resorting to a full-on bullet post. And yeah, we’re going to screw that up tonight. As you might have noticed from the picture, we stopped, as we always do, at The Andersons as soon as we arrived in… Read More 43. columbus bullets.
42. not a bugle boy. not company b.
It was Company C, actually. I always think about this stuff on Veterans Day, but today I took a minute and dug up a couple of photo albums in the attic, and found some pictures that haven’t seen the light of day for a very long time. This is pretty much the first thing you… Read More 42. not a bugle boy. not company b.
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