Tailgating season generally doesn’t start until late August at the earliest for me. But it’s always nice to get in some preseason practice. At the request of Jennie, Mrs. Crappy and I are hosting the tailgate party prior to tomorrow night’s Pirates game. Mrs. Crappy and I are pretty good at this stuff; we organize… Read More tailgating season.
* The baseball tailgate is coming up Saturday afternoon. I’d like to thank those who have already volunteered to bring stuff to help Mrs. Crappy and me feed 35 people. If you haven’t already volunteered, there’s an excellent chance you’re going to be hearing from me soon — as in today — to see what… Read More need to know.
Our now-legendary Yinz Team exploits began about a year ago, when a bunch of us joined a softball team assembled by TehJim. Since then, there has been bowling, ice skating, flackle football and a seemingly unlimited number of opportunities to go out drinking together. But it all started with softball. And we’re just a couple… Read More battered up.
I’ve never had a bad experience at PNC Park. But then, I’ve never attended a ballgame with someone in a wheelchair. The World’s Coolest Mother-In-Law arrived in town Friday night for a visit, the centerpiece of which was attendance at Saturday night’s baseball game. The really big deal about this? Taking Mrs. Crappy’s 96-year-old grandmother… Read More PNC parked.
It’s a busy day. Here’s a few bullets for you: I’ve been a little slow getting cranked up for our Dead show tomorrow night in Philly, but a night talking with Yohe about music, combined with a little time listening to shows from the last couple weeks, has me ready to go. The post-Garcia version… Read More dead derby weekend bullets.
As I mentioned in my Facebook post a while back, I can be a sucker for memes, especially if one comes up when I’m stuck for a blog topic. My buddy Bobby Cherry tagged me for this one, and I’m happy to respond. Keep in mind my rules. I’m not tagging anyone specifically, but if… Read More threes.
Uncle Crappy 