The traffic on Uncle Crappy always seems to bump up a bit about the middle of March, even when I haven’t posted anything here in … let’s see … JESUS CHRIST, NOT SINCE LAST YEAR’S TOURNAMENT ENDED. Sigh. I am no longer good at this blogging thing — mostly because that part of my brain… Read More ok. fine.
It has come to my attention — mostly because a couple people asked me about the shirt I wore to the Oteil and Friends show at Rex Theater last night — that there might be some demand for these. Of course, I am happy to oblige. Visit the Uncle Crappy shop here. And buy lots… Read More even older. even grumpier.
What I did: Post a pic of Cookie the kitten reaching up between the slats of our coffee table and playfully grabbing at my dinner. What I expected: A whole bunch of AWWWW SHE’S SOOOOO CUUUUTE comments. What I got instead: A fairly judgemental discussion of my dinner choice, which happened to be Spaghettios. First:… Read More uh-oh.
Y’all want a crack at a Super Bowl trip, right? Have I got a deal for you. If you head over to Draft Day Suit, you’ll find details about a contest, sponsored by Vicks — the Dayquil people, not the dog-abusing, whining quarterback — that gives you a shot at showing your commitment to your… Read More 18. shouting.
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