I know I’ve talked about this before (although I can’t find the reference at the moment) — my brain works, um, differently. I say this thinking specifically of music and what my brain chooses to hear when I come across a snippet of a song. My ears lock in on the melody, often to the… Read More brain missed the target.
We arrived in Ohio around noon on Saturday, just about an hour before the start of the VIP session of the second-annual Big Tap In. This was my Christmas present from Mrs. Crappy, who had heard enough good things about last year’s festival that she thought we shouldn’t miss this one. After a quick lunch… Read More tapped.
We’ve been to watching parties before, most notably outside Columbus Crew Stadium, to watch World Cup matches last year and in 2006. Those have been a blast; we weren’t there for last year’s game against Algeria, but the reaction in the tent outside the stadium for a USA goal is always something like this: I’ve… Read More it’s a party.
We’ve got a bunch of great entries for the Sixth Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought to you by Bocktown), although too damn many of you picked Ohio State. But we’ll sort all that out after Thad Matta cuts down the nets on April 4. In the meantime, the games are getting started,… Read More 17. tipoff.
Earlier today, we talked about how I’m planning on starting New Year’s Day. What I’m having some trouble with is what happens later. The last two years, we’ve come home from the post-swim mean and parked on the couch. There is food, sure, but the big deal? January 1 is college football’s holy day and… Read More 77. torn.
On Sunday, I started what would have been my post-Christmas vacation, had I actually put in for the time off in time. But I think this is going to work out well; I’m going to get a ton of our holiday preparatory work done this week, and I think I’ll manage to have some fun… Read More 65. vacation.
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