At some point over the weekend, someone picked up Western Pennsylvania and deposited it somewhere in South Florida. I’m not quite sure when this happened, but I do know the heat and humidity would be a lot more bearable if I had been able to find, you know, an ocean around here someplace.

i’m typing on the treo, so yinz guys will have to forgive a few typos and some expedient punctuation and/or capitalization. and what’ll happen is that it will bother me so much that i’ll go back and fix it later… heard of matisyahu? hasidic jew with serious reggae credibility? he’s gooooood. downoaded a couple of… Read More all thumbs.

OK, a big part of the reason I’m so beat tonight is because The Wife and I finally took in a proper show last night: the Allman Brothers, supported by moe., at Star Lake. The Allmans were as hot has they have been for the last few years (and I got to see a “Jessica”… Read More tired.

It’s not like we need a reminder, but here’s yet another example of why Wal-Mart is the very face of 21st-Century Evil. Willie Nelson’s reggae CD was released today, after spending a decade in the can — or in the dregs of Willie’s favorite bong, whichever. I noticed it when in my local Wal-Mart this… Read More darkness at the edge of the strip mall.

I would have posted something a couple days ago, but I had no cell service on Kelley’s Island in Lake Erie, where I spent the last few days with The Wife and Fred and Ethel. And now that I think about it, having no cell phone service is the ideal way to spend a few… Read More the tiki bar is open.

After bitching about my high school reunion for like six months, I have to admit I was pleasantly surprised by how well this weekend went. There were a lot of things that were just as I expected — a few that were as bad as I expected — but I think I have a new… Read More reunited. and it feels so good.