You don’t have to look far these days to find plenty of examples of Karens and Kens throwing their weight around in public. I’ve even seen them out in the wild, usually after someone confronts them about the lack of a mask in a store where it’s required. There is generally some shouting, maybe some… Read More it’s very real.
Thing you guys already know: I am a college football freak. True, my freakishness is a bit myopic, in that nearly all of it is filtered through the lens of Ohio State football and what everything might mean for the Buckeyes. But that doesn’t diminish my freakdom, and it doesn’t mean I can’t sit in… Read More woooo, cross-promotion.
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Fall used to be a lot busier than it is these days. For most of the last two decades, about half of our fall weekends were spent driving to Columbus, prepping a tailgate party for somewhere between 10 and 20 people, going to Ohio State’s home game and then coming home on Sunday. For several… Read More the good old days.
So. What if I tried to post every day in October? Nah. That’s dumb. Hm. While I decide, here’s a picture of our cats. No, I don’t know what they’re doing either.
Does that album cover look familiar? Yep — it does. By the first time I saw Wilco — that would be 2004, at the Three Rivers Arts Festival — Yankee Hotel Foxtrot was already a classic. Hearing the intro to “I Am Trying to Break Your Heart” live for the first time — Glenn Kotche’s… Read More all of god’s money.
Uncle Crappy 