Having been here for nearly a decade, I’m well aware of some of the pitfalls of living in Pittsburgh. Some examples: *Roads that lead nowhere. *Motorists who slow down for no other reason than just because they’re driving through a tunnel. *A distressingly large number of Steeler fans seem to live around here. *No bratwurst… Read More that sinking feeling
Over the weekend I downloaded and burned the Phish show we attended in Saratoga. It’s a monster. I just wish I had heard it when I was there.
If you attend enough big live shows featuring hippie bands, you’re bound to see people or cars wearing shirts or stickers that ask us all to “Be Good Family.” After last weekend in Saratoga Springs, I think most members of my “family” can fuck themselves briskly. The Wife and I had tix to see both… Read More be good family?
I have nifty new names, thanks to a web site one of our copy editors discovered last night. There are several formats: porn star, gangsta, taxi driver, pirate, mafioso and goopy significant other pet name. My choices are: Porn name: Slick Tittles Gangsta name: Fine Ol’ Lumpynutz Taxi driver name: Kung Stewart Pirate name: “Chocolate”… Read More greetings from slick tittles
At some point during high school, I picked up a couple friends for a big night out in downtown Columbus. We were having dinner and drinks (not sure how we pulled that part off) and then heading to a Ray Charles show at, I think, the Palace Theater. I remember that dinner was good, although… Read More let’s go get stoned
Sweet redemption. I’m back on Google. Let’s never fight again (as Homer hugs the TV).
Uncle Crappy 