After I went through all the hassle of changing the name for this beast, it occurred to me that the name might need some ‘splainin. I am an uncle. My friends/family/wife may or may not agree that I’m crappy, depending on how crappy I’ve been lately. I Googled myself (that sounds like fun…) when I… Read More unkul krappie

Everything’s officially unfucked. We now return you to your regularly scheduled posting.

Jesus God. I went to the trouble to find and paste that cheesesteak thing, and then Blogger went and found it for me. I must be a total moron.

This is the one I was talking about. The other post was an introductory thing. No biggie if you don’t see it again. Here: Monday, December 01, 2003 Smokes: Camel Light Wides. Tunes: “Billy Breathes,” Phish. A couple of my favorite songs from this turned up on the setlist at Saturday’s show in the Spectrum,… Read More steaks, found

OK, I changed the title and page of this bad boy, and it seems to be working with the recent posts, but my archives have vanished. We’re not missing much from the first post, but I did have a cool one about eating cheesesteaks at Geno’s in Philly after a Phish show in Novemeber. If… Read More it’s a mystery

Me and Blogger, we’re not seein’ eye-to-eye. I’m going to try to unfuck some of this stuff and see what happens.