At about this time a year ago, I was dying to go skiing — and the weather posed something of a problem. Here we are again — I can go tomorrow, but the weather seems bent on making my day as difficult as possible. Last year, it was the cold, as in a high of… Read More once again.
I’ve been checking my digits — all of them — regularly, and it appears I’ve survived my second New Year’s Day swim in the Mon. But I’m not the only one. Mrs. Crappy, who had to miss our inaugural swim a year ago because of work, took the plunge for the first time Friday morning,… Read More did it again.
If you’re not already excited about going for a swim on New Year’s Day, it’s time to start. 1) I think we’re going to have about double the number of swimmers we had this year, plus a much larger group of people who will come out to watch shoot video with the swimmers’ cameras. 2)… Read More almost swimming time.
Rather than celebrating the successful completion of NaBloPoMo (Woooo 35 posts in 30 days!), I’m going observe this end by starting something new. Something that’s going to make me insane, and is possibly stupid, but still. Y’all are accustomed to hearing me grumble about being the old guy. It’s mostly something I like to joke… Read More 35. beginning at the end.
Welcome to my annual summer slump. It might be the weather. It might be an extra busy schedule. It might be my tendency towards general laziness. For whatever the reason, I generally find it’s a struggle to post during June, July and August. It shows. Over the last three years, I’ve averaged just 18 June… Read More slumping.
A few years back, I decided have a doctor look at a little sore on my shoulder, that one that didn’t want to heal. It had been there for nearly two years. It would dry up, and I think it was finally going away; then, out of nowhere, it would blister again. I had no… Read More fried.
Uncle Crappy 