as promised.

Yeah. Not beat up too badly. But a little fuzzy nonetheless. We bought art. We drank beer. We ate pulled pork and ballpark hot dogs. We watched the only Pittsburgh Pirates win in the entire month of June. And, in the hotel bar after the baseball game, we watched the Cavs set up Cleveland sports… Read More as promised.

ouch (in advance).

Fred and Ethel are on their way for our annual Get A Room In A Downtown Hotel So There’s No Driving Involved Weekend. This year’s itinerary includes: Three Rivers Arts Festival. Gotta buy some more $800 purses. The 12th Annual Pennsylvania Microbrewers’ Festival, at Penn Brewing. Thirty breweries. Three hours. Sweet merciful jesus. Pirates vs.… Read More ouch (in advance).

i’m sorry?

OK. No gynecological discussions. Or jokes. At least not yet. Nope, we’re writing about an unexpectedly nice surprise that’s coming up in about six weeks at the Post-Gazette Coca-Cola Star Lake Pavilion Amphitheater — or whatever it’s called these days: The unfortunately titled Homegrown Hoo-Ha on June 30. If you can get past the name… Read More i’m sorry?

revelation.

Jesus. If we’re going to keep doing this, something has to change. We go to Pittsburgh for fun. We go to Pittsburgh for art. We go to Pittsburgh for music. We go to Pittsburgh for beer. When friends come out — as Fred and Ethel are in a couple of weeks — we get hotel… Read More revelation.

buncha.

These updates are just too easy. We’re getting ready for a weekend in Columbus, the first time we’ve been home since, I think, February. It’s shaping up to be a nice, low-stress time — pizza with the folks on Friday night, an iPod/iTunes lesson for my father, mother and The Wife, and then a take-out… Read More buncha.