It’s a pretty simple theme. And all you have to do to take advantage is find the guy in the red hat. As we’ve done for several years, we’re volunteering again at a Pittsburgh Marathon fluid station. As we done for not quite as many years, we’re working the Mile 6 station, on Western Avenue… Read More hope you’re thirsty.
That’s about how many hours you have left to enter the Tenth Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought to you by Bocktown). I’m starting to see a trickle of entries, but when compared with this point in past years, we’re looking at a pretty sparse field. I mean, someone’s going to win a… Read More twenty four.
My brain has been occupied by two things today. 1) A text conversation with Mrs. Crappy that ended with us concluding that a Florida trip — our first financially feasible one in years — is in order later this year. E: How do we go about inviting ourselves to Naples this summer? 2) Another text… Read More torn.
You thought there wasn’t going to be a Tenth Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown)? Heh. That’s funny.
Getting our Crappy selves to Chicago for the Dead/Trey shows isn’t happening, but we’re looking at a pretty good musical run in the coming weeks nonetheless. And that’s a good thing — I know I can really use the break. What’s coming? I’m so glad you asked: Sunday: moe., at Mr. Small’s. They’re pretty much… Read More music for months.
There’s no reason at all why I can’t post here once a day. I mean really — how much work is it?
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