64. fested.
We all had an awesome night. Thanks, mostly, to this lady.
63. heads up.
Groundhogs should take a look over here. Already makin’ plans for 2011…
62. chicken dinner.
Thanks to a metric shit-ton of rain — and the subsequent flooding that kept me hopping at work today — I was a little slow in getting around to picking a winner for our pair of tickets to Friday’s Pittsburgh Rugby Football Club Brewfest. I got around to hitting up random.org a little bit after… Read More 62. chicken dinner.
61. what i meant.
I kind of stomped on someone’s head a little while ago; I probably shouldn’t have, but I came across something on Twitter that struck a nerve. I don’t follow this person, so I was watching the discussion through comments and re-tweets of those who do. I was curious about a couple of those — all… Read More 61. what i meant.
60. brewfest.
The Pittsburgh Rugby Football Club hosts its annual Brewfest on Friday. Wanna go? I’ve got a pair of tickets for you. Unsure? Listen — the list of breweries and beers is staggering. It’s three hours of the most fun you’re going to have all year. It’s at Station Square — easy to get to from… Read More 60. brewfest.
59. seven.
I started Uncle Crappy seven years ago today. At that point — and for a couple years, in fact — I was pretty much writing for myself. I’m not sure how long I would have kept this up if that had continued to be the case. And thanks to you guys, I never really had… Read More 59. seven.
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