boo, II.

We’re exhausted. And pretty happy. Gettysburg was a great trip. My birthday was fantastic. The football was good on Saturday afternoon and got better Saturday night. And the baseball? As I found out when I woke up Sunday morning, it went OK as well. I told you about the ghost tour in Gettysburg Tuesday night.… Read More boo, II.

boo.

I could I get used to this. I’m sitting on the tiny front porch of our camping cabin just south of Gettysburg; I’m typing on the laptop — thanks to the campground’s kick-ass wifi — while The Wife is reading me snippets from her newly purchased ghost-hunter’s field guide to the battlefields that surround the… Read More boo.

whoooo!

Because we’re getting ready to leave, here are some bullets: HOLYFUCKINGSHITTHEINDIANSBEATTHEYANKEESANDGETTOPLAYTHE REDSOXFORTHEAMERICANLEAGUECHAMPIONSHIPANDTHECHANCE TOGOTOTHEWORLDSERIES. I’m not forgetting the football. I just not trying to draw attention to what Ohio State has been doing so far this season. Here’s a hint: I just watched the 2002 season highlight DVD, and noticed … many similarities. Hmmm… The Wife… Read More whoooo!

again.

Further proof that Uncle Crappy is a moron: So The Wife and I are kicking around the notion of a short trip to Gettysburg next week — battlefields, beer and ghost tours. She calls me while I’m on the way to work and says she’s found a reasonably priced hotel in town. This same hotel… Read More again.