I just re-read the post I wrote this time a year ago, and it struck me — I’m doing the exact same thing I was doing 365 days ago — drinking barleywine, watching a Grateful Dead DVD (the same one, in fact) and thinking about the year that’s about to pass and the one that’s… Read More 2009 > 2010.
Mrs. Crappy and I hope you give and get the things that make you happiest, and we hope you have a day filled with all the same laughter and love you’ve given us this year. Merry Christmas, yinz guys.
If you and I have: Had a beer Watched hockey Attended a tailgate party Cooked for each other Jumped in the Mon Gone out for dinner Raved about music Choked down a 649 Met for lunch Spent the weekend at each other’s homes Seen a concert Talked on Twitter, by text or even on the… Read More 31. i’m talking to you.
I’ll give the college football tag a break after today, but this is too good to pass up. I never — EVER — thought I’d see this in Michigan Stadium.
I just finished watching the Niners beat the Bears; even though it was an ugly game — one of the ugliest I’ve seen this season that didn’t involved the Browns — it brought back some interesting memories. Upon the close of the 1995 NFL season, I was kind of stuck. Midway through the fall, the… Read More 15. call my agent.
Today’s post is about Facebook. And beer. But it’s really about something else. I grumble about Facebook a bunch. It can be an obtrusive, annoying Blue and White Monster and there’s no question that it has the potential to be the biggest time suck the internet has ever seen. Facebook can be a pretty noisy… Read More 14. old friends.
Uncle Crappy 