Another weekend, another successful food tweetup: * I don’t have any idea about how many different kinds of pizza we were able to sample on Saturday, but I know there were a bunch of good ones. I got a couple pieces of my Donatos, and had a bunch of others, my favorite of which was… Read More did it again.
I did lots of stuff to get ready for tomorrow’s Pizza-Off, not the least of which was driving to Akron to make sure my favorite pizza is represented. This will be a good one, boys and girls, and I’d say that even if I didn’t have Donatos waiting for me tomorrow afternoon. See y’all then.
A number of you have expressed at least a degree of curiousity about the music I listen to and the shows I attend — and at least one you *coughjendaahem* of threatened to hate me forever if Mrs. Crappy and I didn’t stop seeing Phish shows without her. (I’m pretty sure she was kidding, but… Read More showtime.
I met a new friend today. OK. She’s not really a new friend. And I haven’t really met her yet. But still. Most of you are in the same boat — we woke up this morning and at some point saw a face we hadn’t seen before. In my case, there was a Twitter avatar… Read More hi.
Hoo, that was an interesting few days. As Mr. Bearer and a few others pointed out, Mr. Baldridge’s offending post was taken down a few hours after my post went up. Seriously, Shannon, I hope you try again — just put a little effort into it next time, OK? I didn’t write a follow up… Read More multi-state bullets.
I’ve said here before that one of the beautiful things about being a craft beer fan is that there are as many opinions as there are beer drinkers, and everyone’s opinion is equally valid. We came across something on Tuesday that is unfortunately going to force me to offer a qualifier. Meet Shannon Baldridge. He… Read More wrong.
Uncle Crappy 