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Time to get caught up.
Time to get caught up.
If I have to swallow some down time, I’m sure as hell going to enjoy it.* OK, I’m not going overboard — much — but I am going to try to worry slightly less about stuff until I’m ready to test the groin again. (I’m also apparently going to enjoy writing about my groin. Groin.… Read More sloth.
When I’m on vacation, apparently, I’m on VACATION. And that vacation can last even longer than the actual part of the vacation where we’re physically away from home. See, the NCAA men’s basketball tournament — and, of course, the Seventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown) — wrapped up… Read More SVAUCNFFC (BTYBB) wrapup.
I’m mostly recovered from Ohio State’s stunning second-half collapse against Kansas last night — as well as our trip to Florida via Chicago — that I think I can string together a reasonably coherent progress report on the Seventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown). Or maybe not. Hey,… Read More home stretch.
We’ve started racking up points in the Seventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown); we’ve also figured out that we have a pretty good number of entries that just ain’t going anywhere. I’ve broken these down by points and those who have more points to earn. Let’s take a… Read More blutarsky time.
OK, not really, but that’s probably how each entrant in the Seventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown) felt after the basketball-related carnage this weekend. The upsets in the first round were a thing of legend this year, but as it turned out, they didn’t mean that much to… Read More devastation.