The NFL’s season is underway, and that means I’m once again immersed in far too many fantasy football leagues for a rational person to keep track of. Moreover, I’m already not doing so hot, in large part to an injury to one player in particular: In terms of pro football stuff, I’m not a homer,… Read More teh suck.
Collegiate Snuggies? Is this really necessary?
If you skipped class last night, you missed a good time. Mrs. Crappy and I attended this fall first session of the Pittsburgh Cultural Trust’s Craft Beer School on Tuesday, mostly because of the co-host: our own Father Spoon, of the infamous Should I Drink That? podcast. Spoon and our mutual friend Tony Knipling of… Read More schooled.
I’m caught up on my sleep — mostly — and my voice is back to normal — mostly. But there’s a big part of me that hasn’t recovered from Saturday night, and I don’t think I’ll have a chance to make those final repairs until early November. After the game-winning touchdown by Texas in January’s… Read More no more.
I mentioned a week ago that we had some trouble getting through West Virginia on the way to Columbus for the first football game of the season. I didn’t think we’d run into the same problems on Friday, given that we were leaving five hours earlier — and I was wrong. But I managed to… Read More detour.
I’m getting kind of fucking tired of moral victories.
Uncle Crappy 