Tailgating season generally doesn’t start until late August at the earliest for me. But it’s always nice to get in some preseason practice. At the request of Jennie, Mrs. Crappy and I are hosting the tailgate party prior to tomorrow night’s Pirates game. Mrs. Crappy and I are pretty good at this stuff; we organize… Read More tailgating season.
So I promised a while back that I wasn’t going to write about the Indians until they reached .500 for the season. I can see by now that my pledge would mean not writing about them at all this summer, and I couldn’t really get away with that. Could I? Should I? A brutal combination… Read More not what i expected.
* 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.
About 30 minutes in to the second set of Phish’s show at Star Lake, Yohe turned to me and said, “You got it.” He’s seen Phish many more times than I have, and he’s as good at picking out Phish songs as I was with the Grateful Dead. At some point before that, I mentioned… Read More we’re back.
When the National Weather Service issues a tornado warning — as it did for Allegheny County just a few minutes ago — that means one of two things has happened: someone has actually spotted a funnel cloud and reported it, or NWS meteorologists have seen something ugly on the radar. Here’s what they’re looking at:… Read More weather geekery.
Uncle Crappy 