Reading Burgh Baby’s account of the traumatic loss of a Dora sock and recent developments at home have prompted me to offer a confession here — I still have a bumma. Or a blankie. Or whatever they’re called in your house. I was really attached to me bumma as a kid — in fact, I… Read More bummer.
This escaped my attention in early November, but it’s definitely worth mentioning now. Among the latest inductees into the Strong National Museum of Play’s National Toy Hall of Fame: the Stick. From a press release issued Nov. 6 by the Rochester, N.Y., museum: Found in all sizes in nature, sticks inspire spontaneous, unstructured play and… Read More stuck.
OK. Does a university really need a cologne? Apparently so. Check out the description: The fragrance opens with the freshness of Italian bergamot and chilled gimlet accord. The middle note combines the coolness of blue cypress with the subtle spice of cracked pepper vapor. The base notes end with a deep black amber and cool… Read More whiff.
It’s a journalism tradition: typing “-30-” to signify the end of a piece of copy. I’m using it here to signify the completion of this edition of National Blog Posting Month. The tradition, as far as journalism is concerned, is well past its shelf life, although you still see it once in a while at… Read More 30. -30-.
Another season, another successful YinzTeam sporting venture. And another reason to eat Advil like they were M&Ms. I actually felt pretty good upon completion of the first-annual YinzTeam Turkey Bowl, a flackle football game held Saturday at Bellevue Memorial Park. I caught one touchdown pass, made another reception, defended a pass intended for Papuga (this… Read More 29. ouch.
I wrote the first post for Uncle Crappy five years ago today. I still don’t have an actual focus for anything I do here, but for some reason, you people keep coming back. There are even a few of you who appear to be concerned when I take more than a couple days off in… Read More 28. five.
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