This has been a bit of an odd Christmas, as my name came up on the newsroom’s holiday list to work today. It’s not the end of the world — this is my first Christmas shift in eight years here, and the extra holiday pay makes it worthwhile — but it has put a twist… Read More merry merry.
Today kind of sucked. We couldn’t celebrate The Wife’s birthday, because she was stuck at work well into the evening. And I didn’t feel so hot anyway. But as always, good medicine helps. And we’ll try to get a proper birthday celebration accomplished in a day or two.
OK. Does a university really need a cologne? Apparently so. Check out the description: The fragrance opens with the freshness of Italian bergamot and chilled gimlet accord. The middle note combines the coolness of blue cypress with the subtle spice of cracked pepper vapor. The base notes end with a deep black amber and cool… Read More whiff.
A brief, but important, break from football: Thanks, PittGirl, for an awesome three years. Take care, OK?
To: Cleveland Browns front office personnel RE: Brown pants To whom it may concern: Don’t ever do that again. Sincerely, Uncle Crappy
Literally. Last night, while going through the weekly routine that accompanies trash night, I heard water running in the basement. Where no water is supposed to be running. It looked initially like the bowl from our toilet had sprung a leak — which meant everything we had been doing in the commode all evening was… Read More shit.
Uncle Crappy 