80. for all a yinz guys.
This is how we do it in Pittsburgh. Merry Christmas, everyone.
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77. torn.
Earlier today, we talked about how I’m planning on starting New Year’s Day. What I’m having some trouble with is what happens later. The last two years, we’ve come home from the post-swim mean and parked on the couch. There is food, sure, but the big deal? January 1 is college football’s holy day and… Read More 77. torn.
76. time to swim.
2010: EDIT: 2010, via Rob: 2009: I envision this year to be much the same: Show up at the Mon Wharf around 8:30 or 8:45, get everybody gathered, jump in at 9:30 and then go somewhere for beverages and food (Hard Rock? Ruggers?) We’re a bit too far out from Jan. 1 to be able… Read More 76. time to swim.
71. home.
Toward the end of his whirlwind week, the penguin started hanging out with celebrities: He’s had a great time this week. But I think he’s done traveling for a while.
70. all grown up.
This picture of the penguin and Mrs. Crappy was taken at Ruggers today, not long after the seemingly mild-mannered lawn ornament caused a brawl there. Once things calmed down, we were able to enjoy a nice lunch with Jennie, who joined us, and AAA, who was working the day shift. AAA was nice enough not… Read More 70. all grown up.
69. blown.
For as long as I can remember, Mrs. Crappy has pointed out the Pittsburgh Glass Center whenever we drove by. She’s wanted to stop and look; occasionally, she’s also mentioned taking classes there. A couple weeks ago, I was wondering what to do about Mrs. Crappy’s approaching birthday. And I saw someone mention on Twitter… Read More 69. blown.
Uncle Crappy 