As I was preparing to lurch towards bed (see previous post), I became curious about how long it would take Miles, who was asleep on the other side of the apartment, to hear me dumping his nighttime snack into his dish. The answer? Three seconds. That cat is goooooood…

This post is titled for the folks at the Victory Brewing, an excellent establishment about an hour outside of Philadelphia. I may have written about Victory products before. If so, it bears mentioning again, in part because I’m currently working on my fifth bottle of their Storm King Stout, a luscious imperial stout with an… Read More victory.

One of the guy in the Big One posted a question to the site’s board about who’s still got a shot and who’s been eliminated. The reply from the commissioner — a Maryland grad, like most of the guys in this pool — was to beware of the silent ones, meaning those of us who… Read More shhhh.

After all the basketball-related whining I handed out a couple of days ago, I felt like I should offer this, after the comeback by Illinois tonight: I’m now leading The Big One, and if Kentucky loses tomorrow and Illinois can win the whole thing, I win by two points. I’m not used to having to… Read More you’ve got to admit, it’s getting better.

I was pretty fired up about college basketball a week ago, thanks to Ohio State’s win over Illinois, OU’s romp through the MAC tournament and the account of said romp from my friend in Cleveland — let’s call him Large — who witnessed it firsthand. I was quickly brought back to earth by my performance… Read More hoops. oops.

Just in time for the annual meltage of the snow — and the end of my skiing obsession until, say, July — I’ve found a new focus for my attention. We’ve already established that Uncle Crappy can be a little slow on the uptake. Yes, I was the first kid in my junior high school… Read More i’m burning for you.