If you’re playing in the Eleventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown), the time to enter is now. If I have your picks by noon today, you’ll be eligible to win our $50 Bocktown gift card. And if you don’t? I’ll think of you when I’m eating my delicious… Read More countdown.
Here it is, your annual reminder that you have about 24 hours to submit entries to the Eleventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown). Not sure what I’m talking about? 1) Where the hell have you been for the last 10 years? 2) Click here to get caught up.… Read More twenty four.
Most March Madness basketball contests only go to 10. But this March Madness basketball contest — the Eleventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown) — goes to 11. I have a hard time remembering where I live these days, so I’m going to post a refresher about the ins… Read More this one goes to eleven.
I’m watching the Browns play the Ravens in a Monday Night Football matchup that actually sounded decent when you looked at the schedule back in the summer. And this question occurs to me: Which is more unusual: the Browns scoring a touchdown or Uncle Crappy successfully finishing a National Blog Posting Month? And we’re… Read More 30. rare.
Twelve years. That’s how long this blog has been alive. True, the health of Uncle Crappy (the blog) has been shaky for the past few years — I don’t think I even noted its birthday in 2014 — but, much like Uncle Crappy (the person), it is going to be around for a while. I write… Read More 29. twelve.
Samuel Johnson said patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel. Bullet posts are the last refuge of a distracted blogger. I’m sitting at the kitchen table in my parents’ house. I have prep work for tomorrow’s tailgate party done, and I’m enjoying the hell out of this bomber of Bison Imperial Stout, from Homestead Beer… Read More 16. bailing with bullets.
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