An Uncle Crappy Problem: I forgot to bring headphones when I went to Seven Springs today, so I had to ski without my usual soundtrack.* An Actual Problem: One hundred and fifty Haitian orphans, many of whom are this close having their adoptions finalized, who need to get out of the country. Their orphanage collapsed… Read More problems and solutions.
School kids across the region got a snow day on Friday. It’s been a long time since I was a school kid, but I took one anyway. Following both your advice* and my instincts, I left early Friday for Seven Springs. The trip there wasn’t especially rough, with the exception of one squall I drove… Read More snow day.
At about this time a year ago, I was dying to go skiing — and the weather posed something of a problem. Here we are again — I can go tomorrow, but the weather seems bent on making my day as difficult as possible. Last year, it was the cold, as in a high of… Read More once again.
If I can get there — and I plan to try — the skiing on Friday is going to be killer.
Boy, NaBloPoMo ended and everything here just kind of went to hell, huh? Our skis are in the shop. It’s only a matter of time. Mrs. Crappy had back-to-back god-awful-early shifts at her paper on Friday and Saturday morning, so on her way home Friday, she called and suggested that I get the hell out… Read More slacking.
Uncle Crappy 