Hi. My name is Uncle Crappy, and it’s been six days since my last post. (Hi, Uncle Crappy.) In and of itself, six days isn’t a big deal for me — in fact, I used to take longer breaks, intentional or not, pretty regularly. But I did just promise a couple weeks ago that I… Read More remember me?
If you are of the Groundhog persuasion, you’ll want to go here for a tantalizing taste of what’s to come the weekend of February 5, 6 and 7. Or you could just check your email. We’ll have some details there too. UPDATE, Tuesday afternoon: The email is out and the FogHogBlog has been updated. Wooo!
I’ve been checking my digits — all of them — regularly, and it appears I’ve survived my second New Year’s Day swim in the Mon. But I’m not the only one. Mrs. Crappy, who had to miss our inaugural swim a year ago because of work, took the plunge for the first time Friday morning,… Read More did it again.
I don’t think we’re expecting more snow anytime soon — although we may get a enough ice Christmas morning to make the drive to Sarver something of a challenge — but some advice about waiting out winter weather is always welcome around here. And as a bonus, if you stick around ’til the end of… Read More the elf dance.
If you’re not already excited about going for a swim on New Year’s Day, it’s time to start. 1) I think we’re going to have about double the number of swimmers we had this year, plus a much larger group of people who will come out to watch shoot video with the swimmers’ cameras. 2)… Read More almost swimming time.
Rather than celebrating the successful completion of NaBloPoMo (Woooo 35 posts in 30 days!), I’m going observe this end by starting something new. Something that’s going to make me insane, and is possibly stupid, but still. Y’all are accustomed to hearing me grumble about being the old guy. It’s mostly something I like to joke… Read More 35. beginning at the end.
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