I hereby declare myself a successful participant in June’s NaBloPoMo event. I do so with your endorsement; 65 percent of you who voted in the poll I put up on Wednesday said so. Another 28 percent of you said I should get over myself. This is probably the correct answer. The classmates’ happy hour last… Read More hooboy.
WordPress says I’ve put up 25 posts — this would be the 26th — so far in June. The calendar says its June 27. I need a couple days of double posts to make sure I’m sort of NaBloPoMo compliant. I’m still not certain exactly what entails “NaBloPoMo compliance.” I may let you guys decide… Read More 26. almost-end-of-the-month bullets.
Right now… I am reminded that I’ve kinda gotten away from this month’s theme. I’m not especially worried about that. I am full of turkey tacos. I am not so full of turkey tacos that a Klondike Bar doesn’t sound good. I am finishing a bottle of Abita’s Andygator helles bock. I am extremely happy… Read More 15. right freaking now.
Sometime around 9 p.m. Saturday night, I tweeted the following: Never had a higher musical moment than right now. Ever. I’ve been doing this for a while. I saw my first Grateful Dead show at Blossom Music Center — the same building where I saw Phish last night with Mrs. Crappy and Dr. Yohe —… Read More 14. best ever?
We’re going to have to settle for listening to today’s enormous World Cup match between the U.S. and England. That’s because we’ll be on the way to Blossom for tonight’s Phish show, a musical break that I desperately need. I’m really excited for both — and I’m hoping that I know someone with both a… Read More 13. phootball.
Five years ago, I went through a great deal of public angst over whether to attend my 20th high school reunion. That angst was prompted by a not-so-hot time at the 10th reunion which was followed by a boycott of the 15th. And as I told you before, my trepidation over the 20th was unfounded.… Read More a different reunion.
Uncle Crappy 