Visitors make life unpleasant for Miles, who is completely relaxed with us but pretty high-strung around nearly anyone else. He knows my parents, which helps. Some. But it took him much of the evening to decide it was OK to come up out of the basement, and even then he wouldn’t join me on the… Read More 9. the best gift ever.
Courtesy of my mother. Thanks, Mom.
I knew I had read something, perhaps in the spring, about the possibility. But until I heard a piece on NPR’s Morning Edition on the morning of Dec. 12 that I remembered — Westvleteren 12 was on sale. In my country. A brief bit of background: Westvleteren is brewed by an order of Trappist monks in… Read More belgium. via florida.
I don’t think I saw the Blues Brothers movie in the theater when it was released in 1980, but I know I watched the hell out of it when it showed up on cable. I am not exaggerating here. I was fascinated by the band, having seen its SNL appearances through the 1970s, and… Read More soul man.
After several days of angst, I finally got to go outside and run this morning. And I didn’t die. Neither did my right foot. I took my bum wheel out for what was intended to be a short (check) and easy (actually a little quicker than I had planned) run, in order to test the… Read More all better. probably.
Sure, I’ve posted a couple times since I completely punted National Blog Posting Month, but there’s been a bunch of stuff I missed in the meantime. So: A) Bullet post. B) Completely ignoring the fact that I punted National Blog Posting Month, especially now that we’re seven days into December C) QUIT ROLLING YOUR EYES… Read More a month.
Uncle Crappy 