So when my brief mid-life crisis manifested itself last week with an uncontrollable urge to play around with this here blog, I inadvertently made a change that makes Uncle Crappy look a whole lot more interesting than it really is. Here’s what I did: Blogger had been pestering me for a couple of weeks to… Read More big time.
Waitwaitwaitwait. Wendy Bell — WTAE’s endlessly perky anchor — has a Grateful Dead tattoo? Bong sessions and dreadlocks? Searching for that killer 1979 Stanley Theater soundboard? Buying patchouli by the gallon at Telaropa? Um, Wendy? We’re going to need some more information about this.
It’s four full days later, and I’m still overwhelmed. Not to mention more than a little tired; I’m pretty freaking old, after all. A number of you already know at least some of the details, but here’s how it happened. I spent the day of my birthday doing two things. 1) Going to work, briefly,… Read More gratitude.
Without going into too much detail, let me thank everyone who sent a card or a gift — according to The Wife’s devious plan — and those who called or checked in here. I had a great day, but I don’t have time to really explain, because we’re headed to East Lansing for the football… Read More packing.
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Welcome to Uncle Crappy, The Holy Shit I Turn 40 Tomorrow Edition. I don’t have the money to rush out and buy a sports car, so I’m tinkering with the blog instead. There are some things that require a fair amount of tinkering — and I may decide to go with a whole other template… Read More freaking.
