So, October was OK. But it wasn’t 31 posts in 31 days, and while I can say I made some progress, I can’t say it was a success. What I will say is that I’ll continue into November — the official National Blog Posting Month, according to our new overlords at BlogHer — and we’ll… Read More 24. double or nothing?
It happened again. I returned to running today, after putting my schedule on hold because of the Man Cold. Predictably, it was a rough one, but I got through it OK, especially with a brief, unexpected break; as I approached the Jack’s Run Bridge, I saw a woman ahead walking a honey brown dog. I… Read More 23. recognize.
Last Wednesday, we headed over to Scarehouse for the second-annual Crazy Scary VIP night, otherwise known as our best chance to hassle Michelle and Ginny on the one night a year when they can’t do anything about it. Crazy Scary treated me very well last year — and it would do so again in 2011.… Read More 22. meat.
I had such a good start, too. I had a great week. There’s been plenty to write about. But all that stuff meant I’ve also been a little busy. And the post-a-day thing has been a little hard to keep up with as a result. And then, I got sick. That’s not much of an… Read More 19. whoops.
Y’all want a crack at a Super Bowl trip, right? Have I got a deal for you. If you head over to Draft Day Suit, you’ll find details about a contest, sponsored by Vicks — the Dayquil people, not the dog-abusing, whining quarterback — that gives you a shot at showing your commitment to your… Read More 18. shouting.
I had the pleasure of spending Birthday Eve at Bocktown Monaca with Chris and John. We hadn’t really set out to do a birthday kind of anything; rather, we had tried to find an occasion to open this: That’s a 2009 Dark Lord from Three Floyds. Chris mentioned offhand a while back that she had… Read More 11. happy…
Uncle Crappy 