Last week was an odd one, and it left me sort of unmotivated to write about all the cool stuff that was going on while I was in a funk. My cousin’s death had something to do with it; the fact that I changed my normal Sunday-through-Thursday schedule to accommodate some vacations at work probably… Read More weakly.
I spent the late morning and early afternoon with some of my favorite moms anywhere (along with one non-mom who I think would be a good one if she chooses to go that route). And I had a blast. However. With all that parental savvy and experience I spent two hours with today, could one… Read More it burns.
It has come to my attention that there is a video of Pittsburgh’s own Jim Lokay — the World’s Greatest Traffic Guy — performing a snippet as pop trainwreck Britney Spears recently at Pittsburgh’s City Theater. And it is outstanding. Take a look: Of course, that got me thinking about my own Britney performance, on… Read More britney-off.
We take our tailgating pretty seriously. On home game weekends during the fall, we spend a lot of time planning, preparing and executing some pretty impressive spreads, whether we’re sprinting (getting ready for a noon game) or executing an all-day deal (a night game, usually with two complete meals). With the help of a good… Read More 28. tailgating tales.
So when Mrs. Crappy suggested that we take a bike ride down to the North Shore Trail this morning, I said “Sure!” while I thought that the hottest day of the year so far might not actually be the best time to ride down to the trail instead of driving to the parking lot just… Read More we didn’t die.
I got to the Cabaret at Theater Square a little after 5 Tuesday — or about an hour before we were to start our Craft Beer School session. I was relieved to see familiar faces immediately — Father Spoon honked at me as he drove by in the parking garage, and Andrea was looking at… Read More schooled.
Uncle Crappy 