If I could bother you for just a moment, I have a couple favors to ask: 1) Go vote for Draft Day Suit in Shape magazine’s Best Sports Blogs contest. Yes, I write for DDS occasionally, but not nearly enough to take any credit for this nomination. Sarah and Laurie and all the other talented… Read More 7. two things to do.
I arrived in Athens, Ohio, in the fall of 1985. As I moved in at Washington Hall, I met my roommate for the first time. He had all the normal moving into college stuff — clothes, some music, stuff to hang on the walls. But he also had a small, black vinyl bag, like a… Read More 5. thought different.
It was still dark at 6:45 this morning. A little misty, a little cool. And not once did I think about going back to bed. No, I wandered around the neighborhood for about two miles. A little more walking than running. The running part felt pretty good, and when the nice British lady on Couch… Read More 4. i didn’t die.
Those of you who have been here for a while might remember a promise I made nearly two years ago — that one where I said I was going to run a half-marathon the following year. Have you stopped laughing yet? It’s OK — I haven’t either. The unfunny part about that promise is how… Read More 3. run away.
I don’t think I could have come up with a dumber name for my entry at last weekend’s Sangria Fest in North Park. Fortunately, I also don’t think I could have come up with a better white sangria for the party — and I’m especially fortunate that the judges thought it was pretty good too.… Read More crappy pineappy.
And that’s why my softball league is better than yours. Thanks, Jeremy.
Uncle Crappy 