We’ve put the lid on Podcamp Pittsburgh 5, which might have been our best effort to date. So naturally, I’m going to write about beer. That’s only partially true; I’m not going to write about much at all — and I’m not going to tag, format or link one single thing — because I’m exhausted… Read More beat.
I’m not on Facebook to play games. I don’t necessarily want to see what you’re doing on your farm, in your Mafia or on your frontier, but I don’t begrudge anyone else’s desire to spend their time that way (and yes — Bejeweled Blitz is an exception, thankyouverymuch). I usually block those things from showing… Read More to save you some time.
At noon on September 18, the Ohio University Bobcats, the football team of my Alma Mater, visits Ohio Stadium in Columbus to play the Ohio State Buckeyes, that, uh, other college football team that seems to monopolize my attention every fall. This fall’s meeting will be just the third time OU has played Ohio State… Read More wouldn’t miss it.
For the second time this year, Mrs. Crappy and I have appeared in a WPXI See and Be Seen slide show. The first time was back in the spring, when they showed up to cover my Craft Beer School session downtown. And the above photo was taken from their coverage of Secret Agent L’s Laura’s… Read More high society.
Last week was an odd one, and it left me sort of unmotivated to write about all the cool stuff that was going on while I was in a funk. My cousin’s death had something to do with it; the fact that I changed my normal Sunday-through-Thursday schedule to accommodate some vacations at work probably… Read More weakly.
I spent the late morning and early afternoon with some of my favorite moms anywhere (along with one non-mom who I think would be a good one if she chooses to go that route). And I had a blast. However. With all that parental savvy and experience I spent two hours with today, could one… Read More it burns.
Uncle Crappy 