Four years ago tonight, I was sitting in a hotel room in Erie, Pa., covering a federal trial for my paper. The trial — the prosecution of a guy accused of trying to kill a union leader and his family by pumping his house full of chlorine gas in the middle of the night —… Read More memories

Just think: If a little more than half of the voting population in each state is capable of rational thought, by this time tomorrow we’ll have a new president-elect. Not that we’re necessarily going to know that by this time tomorrow. We haven’t seen a spate of election-related lawsuits here in Pennsylvania … yet. Thirty… Read More scarier

OK. It turns out that California Bloggin’ hasn’t in fact blacklisted Uncle Crappy. Actually, Uncle Crappy was a little too dense to notice what happens to visited links on the CalBlog … specifically, that they are crossed out. Sigh. Anne, the fact that you continue to read despite the mounting pile of evidence that Uncle… Read More mea culpage, deux

The Boston Red Sox win a World Series on the same evening as a full lunar eclipse? Isn’t that a little like crossing the streams in “Ghostbusters?” It’s suprising that we have a civilization to wake up to today.

1. Apologies to Google. Uncle Crappy keeps popping up and dropping off because of my inability to post regularly. 2. Apologies to The Wife. Thanks to a total loss of ability to correctly pick NFL games (not that I ever would have called it a talent), I’m not even coming close to being competitive in… Read More i’m sorry, so sorry

At some point last week, one of the reporters who handles much of our cops/courts stuff read out loud a local police news release that described a 38-year-old suspect as “middle-aged.” In related news, I turn 38 today. I’m hoping the agony of my apparent entry into middleagedom will be offset by the purchase of… Read More somebody call the AARP