A few months ago, I learned that I could knock out as many as 23 five year olds if I happened to be attacked by a group of them. Definitely a handy thing to be aware of. The internet is full of useless quizzes; I usually try to avoid them. But a couple came up… Read More pop quiz.
The question that nobody asked Uncle Crappy today: “Do you even own a dictionary?”
Howdy, kids, and welcome back to a very special episode of Ask Uncle Crappy. The rules: 1) You ask me a question, via the comments. 2) I answer. The last time we played Ask Uncle Crappy, we were in the midst of Michigan week, and I had pretty much one thing on my mind. This… Read More AUC, anthing goes edition.
I finished writing a post related to the Stanley Cup playoffs, my inability to watch most of the games and how that’s driving me nuts. But then I found something else to be irritated about: the refusal of WordPress to upload a freaking photograph. This was a problem last night, when I initially tried to… Read More irritated.
It’s been an interesting few days. I had plenty of time to write … and I didn’t. The Wife and I are reasserting ourselves back into public life today, when we attend the opening of Inner and Outer Space, a new installation at the Mattress Factory in the Mexican War Streets. We’ve always enjoyed the… Read More i’m back.
A big part of why I love Twitter — even when it’s not working, as has been the case for most of this weekend — is fun, and most likely accidental, stuff like this: BBM, if we had a dishwasher — and, uh, children — I might be tempted to give this a try. Think… Read More the dishwasher?
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