I’m probably past the point where I would logically expect to have a midlife crisis or some other sort of existential hassles. And as I’m generally a content kind of guy, that stuff really isn’t my style anyway. Unless, apparently, we’re talking about football. I was strolling through the Mall at Robinson this afternoon and… Read More crisis.
Two things led me to get Taco Bell for lunch today: A brief Twitter discussion yesterday about the joys of the Yum Brands hybrid restaurants — Kentucky Fried Pizza Bell! — got the ball rolling. I was in the neighborhood of the Pizza Bell/Taco Hut in Center Township, Beaver County at lunchtime today. Boom. Taco… Read More still hungry.
I used to give myself a massive case of the heebie-jeebies as I drove between Athens and Pittsburgh when Mrs. Crappy was still in school. Between Marietta and Belpre, there is a series of industrial plants — power plants and chemical plants, mainly — and especially at night, driving by the hulking scaffolds and towers… Read More freaking.
The news about Kaye Cowher’s death started circulating among my Pittsburgh friends Friday night. I might have missed it then, but I heard it loud and clear this morning — it was skin cancer that ended her life at age 54. I hate that. I hate it because I’ve had skin cancer tumors removed already,… Read More listen.
WordPress says I’ve put up 25 posts — this would be the 26th — so far in June. The calendar says its June 27. I need a couple days of double posts to make sure I’m sort of NaBloPoMo compliant. I’m still not certain exactly what entails “NaBloPoMo compliance.” I may let you guys decide… Read More 26. almost-end-of-the-month bullets.
I can’t be sure, but I have a suspicion that this: has a lot to do with this: Crap.
Uncle Crappy 