There have been plenty of jokes about hippies this week; I’ve let a couple go myself. Sure, they’re funny, and it’s easy — like of like picking on that kid who looked so different in grade school. But there seems to be a lot of genuine anger towards the protesters here for the G-20 Summit… Read More let the fun begin.
A little more than a year ago, we were part of a kidnapping. And it was one of the best things we’ve ever done. I don’t have a reason to write about this, other than Sammy’s new buddy, Missy, posted a couple of pictures of him on Brightkite tonight. She said he’s doing very well.… Read More happy sammy.
Yeah, I know summer isn’t technically over for another hour or so. Yeah, I know I’m totally jumping the gun on this one. But: WHOOOOOO!
In 20 days, I’ll be in Columbus, celebrating my 43rd birthday by seeing Wilco in Mershon Auditorium. We’re in the fifth row. I know it’ll be the third time we’ve seen them this year. I don’t care. I’m really excited anyway.
I’ve said this before: Miles seems to be a pretty smart cat. I think I’ve also said this before: Miles is definitely a persistent cat. Miles thinks his breakfast should be served, at the latest, at 6 a.m. He may start asking for breakfast earlier — sometimes as early as 4 — but if we… Read More jingle all the way.
Welcome to the Pit, a popular lot outside Cleveland Browns Stadium. We’re having an excellent morning.
Uncle Crappy 