It’s been a while since I’ve written about college football here. There are a couple reasons for that. Most of what I have to say goes on Killer Nuts Tailgating, the blog I set up for that express purpose a couple years ago. And then there’s this: I haven’t had much happy stuff to say… Read More 8. not feelin’ it.
The first thing: The other thing: Can we just stop the season now and have a Cleveland Indians-Pittsburgh Pirates World Series?
Whenever a space shuttle launches, I try to watch. I did so this morning, when Atlantis took off for the program’s final mission. I was watching at lunch on Jan. 28,1986, when Challenger began what would be its last mission. I was a freshman at OU, and after pestering the editors for weeks, I had… Read More when I knew.
We both had days off, and neither of us had to be back at any specific time, so the drive from Cincinnati to Pittsburgh was a leisurely one. We stopped at an outlet mall. We visited the Andersons store in Pickerington to check out their beer. And, as I told you before, we ate pretty… Read More #ohiotour (monday).
Besides that night’s show in Cincinnati, I had one thing on my mind when we got up Sunday morning — breakfast. And that’s when the day got weird. Mrs. Crappy found a place in Fairlawn called the Sweet Pea Cafe that had a fabulous-looking breakfast menu and sparkling reviews on Urbanspoon and Yelp. I had… Read More #ohiotour (sunday).
We left with plenty of time on Saturday to make a stop at Vintage Estates to supplement the cases of Oberon and Route 113 that would get us through the weekend. Our hotel was just a 15-minute, back-road drive away from Blossom, which is still my favorite music venue anywhere. We scored a couple of… Read More #ohiotour (saturday).
Uncle Crappy 