PODCAMP! PODCAMP! And HP and DD are coming from Cleveland for the whole shebang. That weekend will be no fun at all. I’ll say more in a few days, but you should definitely attend. Educational, fun and free. Register here, boys and girls. LAS VELAS! LAS VELAS! The Mexican restaurant belonging to Ginny’s husband opens… Read More anticipation.
In 20 days, I’ll be in Columbus, celebrating my 43rd birthday by seeing Wilco in Mershon Auditorium. We’re in the fifth row. I know it’ll be the third time we’ve seen them this year. I don’t care. I’m really excited anyway.
A number of you have expressed at least a degree of curiousity about the music I listen to and the shows I attend — and at least one you *coughjendaahem* of threatened to hate me forever if Mrs. Crappy and I didn’t stop seeing Phish shows without her. (I’m pretty sure she was kidding, but… Read More showtime.
Hoo, that was an interesting few days. As Mr. Bearer and a few others pointed out, Mr. Baldridge’s offending post was taken down a few hours after my post went up. Seriously, Shannon, I hope you try again — just put a little effort into it next time, OK? I didn’t write a follow up… Read More multi-state bullets.
We have one more road trip of the summer — and if you’ve been reading Uncle Crappy for a while, you won’t be surprised one bit what we’re doing. We’ve been to the amphitheater at Darien Lake Performing Arts Center near Buffalo just once, to see The Dead in (I think) 2003. And despite the… Read More one more show.
If you’ve seen a college football game in Columbus, you’ve seen this before — but perhaps not from this angle. The Ohio State University Marching Band takes the field the same way — call Ramp Entrance — for each home game. The percussion section always goes first, to a silent count; when the drummers start… Read More building.
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