Monday started great. After not getting enough sleep, Mrs. Crappy abruptly charged into the bedroom, told me to wake up, put on my glasses and check on the birdbath we had been using as a bird feeder for a few weeks. And I stumbled over to one of the back windows just in time to… Read More aw, rats.
Artpark, Lewiston, N.Y., July 19, 2009 Wilco (the song) / ELT / I Am Trying To Break Your Heart / Shot In The Arm / At Least That’s What You Said / Bull Black Nova / Radio Cure / One Wing / Handshake Drugs / Deeper Down / Impossible Germany / Jesus, etc. / Sonny… Read More uncomfortable. beautiful.
On Saturday, I was able to check a couple significant things off my list of stuff to see — along with my parents, we toured Fallingwater and Kentuck Knob, the two Frank Lloyd Wright houses in the mountains east of Pittsburgh. Fallingwater was first, and I may be the only one in our group who… Read More flw, ftw.
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.
* The baseball tailgate is coming up Saturday afternoon. I’d like to thank those who have already volunteered to bring stuff to help Mrs. Crappy and me feed 35 people. If you haven’t already volunteered, there’s an excellent chance you’re going to be hearing from me soon — as in today — to see what… Read More need to know.
Good: The Avett Brothers show Tuesday night was spectacular. Brother Anthony and I each got stood up by our dates, who shall go unnamed *coughmrscrappyaaacough*, but we met Mr. and Mrs. Burns for drinks and dinner beforehand and I talked Yohe into coming down for the show as well. You missed a good night, ladies.… Read More 24 hours.
Uncle Crappy 