Act One: With a couple of notable exceptions — the new bridge to Parkersburg that cuts as much as a half-hour from the trip and the new Baker Center looming over the lower end of Court Street — the 2009 Athens is very much like the 1995 Athens. Or the 1985 Athens. A late April… Read More homecoming.
It’s so nice today that I’m having a very hard time maintaining any kind of focus whatsoever. So? You get bullets. * I’d like to thank everyone for their overwhelming support of me in what will be known from this point forward as The Great Lulu’s Fiasco Of 2009. Just about everyone I heard from… Read More want to go NOW.
This weekend? It’s going to be perfect. Here’s a couple reasons why: 1) Wilco. I’ve maintained for a while now that Wilco is the best band on the planet, and I finally get to see them again. I’ve seen them just one time before, at a free show at the Three Rivers Arts Festival in… Read More perfection.
Twice each work day, I have to drive through the borough of Sewickley. Oh, wait. Sorry, In Sewickley, they call it a village. Whoops. Sewickley’s, uh, a little different. If you grew up with me, here’s an illustration — South of Lane UA, with a central business district that resembles Lane Avenue’s current shopping line-up.… Read More inevitable.
There are plenty of things I should be writing about. I need to post the first official FAUCNFFC standings. I need to tell y’all about the Asshat Tweetup coming up on Saturday. I should recount the experience Mrs. Crappy and I had removing the carpet from our living room over the weekend so we can… Read More my angels went to vegas.
I gave my favorite ticketing whipping boy another chance this morning and, sadly, the results were mixed. I had to go back to Live Nation to try to pick up tickets for the Phish show at Darien in August. And I’m happy to say I didn’t have to re-live my nightmare from a couple months… Read More live nation life support.
Uncle Crappy 