It’s perhaps one of the most difficult jobs anywhere — working as a guitar tech for the Avett Brothers. I’ve seen these guys twice, both at free shows during the Three Rivers Arts Festival. And I can say this — those instruments get abused: banjos tossed around, strings broken everywhere, a cello wielded like a… Read More jumping.
This weekend was kind of a throwback, to the days when I did this stuff as a matter of course. Those days were a long time ago — and generally confined to Athens — and to try to do it like I did back then would mean a Sunday full of agony. But, still: Two… Read More guinness, green, etc.
@ The first-ever Mrs. Crappy Weekend was an unqualified success. We had a relaxing Sunday, the highlight of which was a nice breakfast at First Watch in Cranberry with Woy and (surprise!) Father Spoon. And then there was napping and work (for me) and leisurely shopping (for Mrs. Crappy). She was more than sufficiently cheered… Read More success.
Mrs. Crappy Weekend, so far: 1) Eighth-row seats to see Wilco in Athens in April. 2) Dinner at D’s (her choice — honest!). 3) A fun evening at AA’s Living Room. Always a good time. 4) A very productive day at the home and garden show — a good thing, since we now own a… Read More a good start.
I’ve done this before. I’ll probably do it again. Sorry. Dueling pianos? Maybe a little cheesy But V Rock had fun. Papuga’s splitting Yinz Team’s loss; Baltimore’s gain Alert Johns Hopkins. Old vacuum is dead New bagless model is awesome Eew. Look at the grunge. Dill pickle Pringles? Actually not too bad. But: I want… Read More summary III.
I’ve been tagged for this over and over and over, so it’s a little hard to ignore. I am, however, ignoring most of the rules: Rules: Once you’ve been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be… Read More twenty five.
Uncle Crappy 