once again.
One more year. Still no Pulitzers.
Tag: it’s my job
13. being who he is.
Bringing home a new roommate is going to mean there will be adjustments for everyone involved. Charlie is working on that from his end. But he’s also found ways to assert himself; that’s presented Mrs. Crappy and me with the challenge of making adjustments of our own. In the time between when we adopted Charlie… Read More 13. being who he is.
sigh.
Twenty years in the business. Still no Pulitzers.
a special six.
My former colleagues know me so well. When it came time for my going-away party, I suspected there was a decent chance that I might take home a bottle of beer or two. And my friends at The Times didn’t let me down. I mean, who could not get excited about a thoughtful, carefully considered… Read More a special six.
with gratitude.
Things are about to change. After more than 14 years with my current employer — I don’t think I’ve ever named it here, but that’s the Beaver County Times — I’m about to start a new gig. On June 30, I’ll move to the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette as part of their digital team. The new job?… Read More with gratitude.
oh well.
Another year. No Pulitzers.
Uncle Crappy 