Here it is, your annual reminder that you have about 24 hours to submit entries to the Eleventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown). Not sure what I’m talking about? 1) Where the hell have you been for the last 10 years? 2) Click here to get caught up.… Read More twenty four.
Most March Madness basketball contests only go to 10. But this March Madness basketball contest — the Eleventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown) — goes to 11. I have a hard time remembering where I live these days, so I’m going to post a refresher about the ins… Read More this one goes to eleven.
I don’t have anything against Michigan beer. In fact, in terms of quality, I’d put Michigan up against nearly any other geopolitical territory on the face of the planet. But there’s a unique football thing going on this week and next, and that means sticking to Ohio beer as much as possible. And as you can… Read More 18. buckeye beers.
Samuel Johnson said patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel. Bullet posts are the last refuge of a distracted blogger. I’m sitting at the kitchen table in my parents’ house. I have prep work for tomorrow’s tailgate party done, and I’m enjoying the hell out of this bomber of Bison Imperial Stout, from Homestead Beer… Read More 16. bailing with bullets.
I found a cool old bow tie at the Pittsburgh Vintage Mixer this morning. I had tamales for lunch. We bought our first East End Brewing crowlers. Oh. We adopted a cat. There will be pix and stuff when we bring him home tomorrow.
I used to do this as a matter of course. But it’s been years since I’ve regularly written stuff here, much less successfully completed a National Blog Posting Month month. I’m not sure why I’ve neglected a tool that I used to appreciate so much — perhaps it’s because my jobs came to too closely resemble… Read More 1. hey.
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