um. hi.
No promises, boys and girls. But I feel like trying again.
Tag: drunk again
sloth.
If I have to swallow some down time, I’m sure as hell going to enjoy it.* OK, I’m not going overboard — much — but I am going to try to worry slightly less about stuff until I’m ready to test the groin again. (I’m also apparently going to enjoy writing about my groin. Groin.… Read More sloth.
home stretch.
I’m mostly recovered from Ohio State’s stunning second-half collapse against Kansas last night — as well as our trip to Florida via Chicago — that I think I can string together a reasonably coherent progress report on the Seventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Bocktown). Or maybe not. Hey,… Read More home stretch.
crappy pineappy.
I don’t think I could have come up with a dumber name for my entry at last weekend’s Sangria Fest in North Park. Fortunately, I also don’t think I could have come up with a better white sangria for the party — and I’m especially fortunate that the judges thought it was pretty good too.… Read More crappy pineappy.
tapped (the video).
If the previous post didn’t convey how much fun we had at the Big Tap In, this should.
tapped.
We arrived in Ohio around noon on Saturday, just about an hour before the start of the VIP session of the second-annual Big Tap In. This was my Christmas present from Mrs. Crappy, who had heard enough good things about last year’s festival that she thought we shouldn’t miss this one. After a quick lunch… Read More tapped.
Uncle Crappy 