I am surrounded by babies. This isn’t new. My friends from college had their baby explosion a few years ago. My sister and Mrs. Crappy’s cousins joined them, but I think they’re all about done by now. Now, my Pittsburgh friends and their families — as well as a few co-workers — are doing their… Read More i’m walkin’.
As I mentioned before, Mrs. Crappy and I both have been suffering from The Plague this week. Fortunately, the affliction that has clogged our heads and chests has not done much to hinder our appetites – and that has led us to the discovery of a Pittsburgh institution we had managed to miss for years.… Read More heaven in a cardboard box.
I love Lulu’s Noodles. I don’t eat there often enough. It seems like we drive by the Craig Street restaurant at least once a week, but we’re usually either on the way to somewhere else or we have something else in mind for dinner. I always look a little wistfully as we drive by, and… Read More betrayal.
Hey, look — I’m in the newspaper. OK, yeah, my actual name is in the newspaper fairly often, but this is a bit different. I got a tweet from DD this morning, who said that my post about the Stanton Heights shootings had been excerpted in the P-G’s weekly Cutting Edge column, a review of… Read More quotated.
We’re just a few minutes away from hosting Easter dinner for Mrs. Crappy’s family. Nope, no stress this morning at all. I think we’re prepared, though. I’ll let you know how it went later on today. Happy Easter, yinz guys.
Uncle Crappy 