guess my age.
Happy birthday to me.
Tag: grumpy old guy
hi. wilford. nice to meet you.
Old habits die hard. And I’m still a fan of the network evening news shows, something that have been a staple of my life since I was a kid. When I was 10 and watching Walter Cronkite, I don’t think I paid much attention to the commercials and what they said about the demographics of… Read More hi. wilford. nice to meet you.
gray.
I’m not ready. But I kind of have to be. Until very recently, the milestone I’m approaching — that would be turning 50 in almost exactly 14 months — has mostly been a source of comedy for me. It’s easy to joke about the difference in ages between me and pretty much all of my… Read More gray.
bricked.
As mid-life crises go, getting a tattoo is way less expensive than a sports car. And when you’re working with a print-journalism salary, that’s kind of an important thing to consider. But once that decision is made, you’re faced with another: What’s the tattoo going to be? I’ve known for several years that I wanted… Read More bricked.
getting lit.
Confession: this post is for me as much as it is for you. This is our sixth Christmas in our Pittsburgh house. I don’t think I’ve ever hung our Christmas lights the same way twice. And this post is going to help me remember what I did this year — because it was really easy.… Read More getting lit.
on the record.
When we visited the library last week, Mrs. Crappy found a book she thought would be right in my wheelhouse. And she was correct. Record Store Days is an ode to the romance of the dingy stores that occupied much of my time — and my money — from about age 10 until fairly recently.… Read More on the record.
Uncle Crappy 