I did lots of stuff to get ready for tomorrow’s Pizza-Off, not the least of which was driving to Akron to make sure my favorite pizza is represented. This will be a good one, boys and girls, and I’d say that even if I didn’t have Donatos waiting for me tomorrow afternoon. See y’all then.
Thank you for your concern and your wishes that I remain “healthy and upright.” I don’t have swine flu, or flu or any other kind. If you’re coming to our house for the Pizza-Off, be confident that I’m not going to send you home with anything other than leftover pizza. I have some kind of… Read More stoned?
If you want to hear me reminisce about pro football’s good old days and what they mean for a Browns fan living in Pittsburgh, you’ll want to read my guest post at Chachi Says today. Thanks to Chachi for letting me play.
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.
I met a new friend today. OK. She’s not really a new friend. And I haven’t really met her yet. But still. Most of you are in the same boat — we woke up this morning and at some point saw a face we hadn’t seen before. In my case, there was a Twitter avatar… Read More hi.
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.
Uncle Crappy 