(Subtitled: Or some other marketing bullshit.) When I made my rounds on Friday, I picked up a bottle of Iron City’s newest burst of brewing genius — IC Light Mango. My beer folks had been waiting for this one since news of it came out a few weeks ago, and, yeah, I need to try… Read More catch the wave.
We both had days off, and neither of us had to be back at any specific time, so the drive from Cincinnati to Pittsburgh was a leisurely one. We stopped at an outlet mall. We visited the Andersons store in Pickerington to check out their beer. And, as I told you before, we ate pretty… Read More #ohiotour (monday).
I know I’ve talked about this before (although I can’t find the reference at the moment) — my brain works, um, differently. I say this thinking specifically of music and what my brain chooses to hear when I come across a snippet of a song. My ears lock in on the melody, often to the… Read More brain missed the target.
To anyone who knows me even a little, this map shouldn’t be a surprise. This shows where me and my iPhone have been since August, when I upgraded to whatever version of Apple’s iOS started tracking users whereabouts. We got all excited yesterday when a couple of data scientists released a nifty little app yesterday… Read More mapped.
I used to be good at this.
We’re not quite ready to officially award points in the Sixth Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought to you by Bocktown), but I have a few tidbits to tide yinz guys over until we have the actual Final Four set Sunday evening. Of the 38 SAUCNFFC participants, just 14 of us still have… Read More 25. ugly.
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