I’ve only been to New Orleans once, when I was 6 or 7 years old. We stopped there for a few days in the middle of one of those interminable family vacations: three weeks in the station wagon, Disney World, the beach, stops to see family and friends. This trip took us from Columbus to… Read More preservation, baby.
OK. Before you drop a flaming message in my comments box, let me make something clear: I’ve lived here for 11 years. I love Pittsburgh. I love Pittsburgh even during football season, when Pittsburgh doesn’t spend much time loving me back. I’ve had a great time since I moved here in 1994, even though the… Read More jerome bettis is a loser.
Things are a bit tense in GratefulDeadLand, thanks to an interesting decision, apparently by the band, about a week ago. You’ve heard me babble about Archive.org, the site that had made available for download nearly every Grateful Dead show ever. I had a blast looking up all the shows I attended and finding copies of… Read More in the end there’s just a song.
On Friday night, The Wife and I attended a class reunion of sorts. We didn’t really know anyone there. But we still knew everybody pretty well. For about a month, I have been holding tickets to a WXXP-FM reunion show at the Rex Theater on the South Side. The Wife had always raved about the… Read More different.
Uncle Crappy’s affinity for college football is pretty well documented here. Those of you who’ve known me for a long time know that I grew up in a bedroom with freaking Ohio State wallpaper. That when I was in school I would often leave OU home games early because Ohio State was on TV. That… Read More play ball.
Uncle Crappy is a little distracted this week. Partly because it’s a short week, and I still have a ton of shit to get done in three days instead of five. Mostly because of the Ohio State-Texas game on Saturday. We’re planning an 10-hour tailgate party that will wrap up an hour before the game… Read More i’m sorry. what?
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