Since we arrived on Kelleys Island, my watch has been sitting on the dashboard of my car. Mrs. Crappy twice asked me for the time Wednesday; I just smiled and shrugged. I explained: While we are here, time, in the traditional sense, doesn’t matter. We will observe lunchtime, dinnertime, beach or bike time; we will… Read More time out.
As we neared the end of our lengthy camping set-up process Tuesday afternoon, we came across an obstacle that seemed nearly insurmountable. We have a canopy we use to shelter our picnic table. It is supported by metal legs, which come in about a half-dozen numbered pieces. It also used to have instructions, which explained… Read More m.i.a.
By this time Tuesday, I’ll be stretched out in a tent on Kelleys Island. We will have had dinner cooked over a campfire. We will have had a few bottles of beer. We will have played a cutthroat game of Trivial Pursuit. And, if we’re lucky, we’ll have enjoyed a sunset like this one. If… Read More out.
At some point Sunday night, The Burgh Blog abruptly re-appeared. PittGirl, who’s been busy as a columnist for Pittsburgh magazine, said she’ll have some big news for us coming soon. In the meantime, we get to enjoy all three-plus years of TBB while we wait. If you knew about TBB before, I don’t need to… Read More what we’re really thinking.
Camp starts in one week. I think I’m ready.
Before we do this: We’ll do this: And even this: I am looking forward to all three.
Uncle Crappy 