Given that it was never supposed to happen, I guess I can’t be too unhappy that it’s over. I wasn’t ever supposed to be the host of Newsbreak, the daily webcast we’ve produced at my paper for nearly as long as I’ve worked there; I was just going to fill in on occasion. And I… Read More that’s the news.
Leave it to Podcamp. My involvement in Podcamp Pittsburgh 8 was a bit limited — no volunteering, attending one session and sitting on a panel of another before I had to take off. But it was enough to send me back here for the first time since June. it was in my buddy Mike’s session on… Read More annual kick in the ass.
For the first time in something like eight years, my Sundays are free. Back in the middle of the last decade, the editors at my paper asked me to start a Sunday through Thursday work week. Having Fridays off was awesome, but it was kind of a drag on Sundays to haul myself out of… Read More sunday funday.
Courtesy of my mother. Thanks, Mom.
I saw the guy not too long after Mrs. Crappy dropped me off on the North Shore. He had the same build as me, and although he has much more gray hair than I do, I guessed we were about the same age. But there were plenty of old fat guys getting ready to run… Read More i’m back.
It feels a little different this year. I’m not worried in any fashion about volunteering to sling water during Sunday’s Pittsburgh Marathon, but it feels like it’s more important than usual for me to be there this year. This will be the third time in four years we’ve volunteered to work the race. It’s one… Read More cups of water. and high fives.
Uncle Crappy 