Because I’m not too bright, I failed to make the obvious connection between this week’s two social highlights until today. On Tuesday, we had our first-ever Pho Down, which I hope becomes the inaugural event of the Great Pittsburgh Pho Tour. On Sunday, Mrs. Crappy, Doctor Yohe and I are seeing moe. at the Carnegie… Read More i’m an idiot.
For quite a while, I’ve been looking for something that would help me with work — writing filing stories while out of the office, updating work sites and accounts without being tethered to my desk — and I had high hopes for the tablet Apple introduced today. Yeah, the logical solution is a MacBook, but… Read More not quite iMpressed.
Bad behavior on the part of Pittsburgh drivers in our tunnels is a given, but what happened to us on Saturday night was a bit unusual anyway. My single biggest gripe about our tunnels? Despite the fact that we all drive through them frequently, they’re still apparently something of a surprise, so we have to… Read More crashed.
I recently discovered a new religion. I’m not sure what to call my new spiritual calling, but I can tell you it involves eating as much pho as I can get my hands on. I had been curious since my buddy Spoon started raving about it last summer; a couple weeks go, we found ourselves… Read More go for pho.
Hi. My name is Uncle Crappy, and it’s been six days since my last post. (Hi, Uncle Crappy.) In and of itself, six days isn’t a big deal for me — in fact, I used to take longer breaks, intentional or not, pretty regularly. But I did just promise a couple weeks ago that I… Read More remember me?
An Uncle Crappy Problem: I forgot to bring headphones when I went to Seven Springs today, so I had to ski without my usual soundtrack.* An Actual Problem: One hundred and fifty Haitian orphans, many of whom are this close having their adoptions finalized, who need to get out of the country. Their orphanage collapsed… Read More problems and solutions.
Uncle Crappy 