I woke up in the Rocky Mountains instead of the Appalachian foothills. Seriously, it’s dumping outside, and I wish I was stuck at Seven Springs instead of writing about the weather in the newsroom. I’m sure our friend in Yellowknife is probably amused at our hysteria over a snowstorm — after all, it’s a balmy… Read More milk, bread and toilet paper.
Oh, the trials of employment. I’ve previously referenced the current favoritest thing about my job: the monthly beer column. As part of my, ahem, work, I have to actually taste the beers I’ve reviewing in a given month. Yeah, I know … it’s pretty tough. The February column? It’s the darkest, coldest part of winter,… Read More ummm.
A request from the sister of Uncle Crappy, who wanted to know about Christmas beer. This adapted version of my December column should fit the bill pretty nicely. I think Andy Williams was talking about Christmas in general when he sang “It’s the most wonderful time of the year.” But he could have been talking… Read More leave santa a beer.
The PG ran a story Thursday about the fact that about half of the bloggers in the United States, according to a study by the Pew Internet and American Life Project, choose to cloak their real identities behind a pseudonym of some kind — like, say, Uncle Crappy. The story was locally produced, and it… Read More my evil twin.
Oh, holy shit. I mentioned here a while back that I had started writing a beer column for my paper’s monthly entertainment tab. The column has been going very well, and has been getting good response, from some readers and a bunch from advertisers. That advertising part alone probably means the column will continue for… Read More beer guy.
There’s been a lot of stuff I should have been keeping track of in the last few days, but as I noted before, I’ve been pretty tapped out, from both an inspiration standpoint and an energy standpoint. So as I am wont to do, I offer you the patented Uncle Crappy Catch-up Synopsis: * The… Read More housekeeping.
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