happiness and flowers.
I’m getting a little tired of writing about dead children. Happy freaking Easter.
Tag: bleh
soggy.
If you take a look at the blob of rain and thunderstorms that’s rolling through the Upper Midwest as we speak, you’ll probably come to the same conclusion I do: My ski season is over. (What — you didn’t come to that conclusion? Hm…) That rain gets to Pittsburgh tomorrow afternoon and continues through Friday.… Read More soggy.
no alibi.
When our Buckeyes start play in the Big Ten tournament Friday at noon, they’ll be wearing new uniforms. The form-fitting Nike jerseys carry a LeBron James logo. Am I the only one who thinks the tight top with the baggy shorts looks ridiculous? Yeesh. I understand the thinking here, especially from a merchandising standpoint. I… Read More no alibi.
well. uh. see…
Ahh, the midwinter doldrums. Work is less exciting, not a whole lot of fun outside the office, and potential Uncle Crappy posts get piled up in my brain like the mounds of laundry I have to get around to doing one of these days. Last week was a little frustrating, because on Monday I had… Read More well. uh. see…
birthday fun.
The Price is Right used to be more entertaining. Hey. It’s almost time for the news. This sucks. Can I start on the Knob Creek now?
happy.
Lemme tell you about how cool The Wife is. My birthday is tomorrow. I didn’t have anything special planned — except for what promised to be an exceptional dinner in Pittsburgh — but I went ahead and scheduled a day off anyway. And then I got sick. So instead of doing something fun for my… Read More happy.
Uncle Crappy 