In my three days of temporary bachelorhood, I have: Spent two evenings with the television. Spent a lot of time hanging out with Miles, who really misses Mrs. Crappy. Made white chili. Killed a growler of stout from Church Brew Works. Ate a frozen pizza and wings from Big Shot Bob’s. Cleaned the kitchen. Twice.… Read More out of control.
Seventeen years ago — give or take a couple weeks — I was walking through the offices of the student paper at OU when I noticed the new GA writer, the one with glasses and long hair. Whoa. Ten years ago today, the new girl and I got married. When I found Mrs. Crappy all… Read More ten.
A little more than a year ago, we were part of a kidnapping. And it was one of the best things we’ve ever done. I don’t have a reason to write about this, other than Sammy’s new buddy, Missy, posted a couple of pictures of him on Brightkite tonight. She said he’s doing very well.… Read More happy sammy.
I’ve said this before: Miles seems to be a pretty smart cat. I think I’ve also said this before: Miles is definitely a persistent cat. Miles thinks his breakfast should be served, at the latest, at 6 a.m. He may start asking for breakfast earlier — sometimes as early as 4 — but if we… Read More jingle all the way.
Mrs. Crappy just called me to express her concern with my most recent theme change. She said she thought it was, among other things, boring. I’m not sure what she’ll think of this one, but I’m pretty sure “boring” won’t be among the possible responses. So. You guys like? Would something pink be better?
Thank you for your concern and your wishes that I remain “healthy and upright.” I don’t have swine flu, or flu or any other kind. If you’re coming to our house for the Pizza-Off, be confident that I’m not going to send you home with anything other than leftover pizza. I have some kind of… Read More stoned?
Uncle Crappy 