i will regret this.
There’s no reason at all why I can’t post here once a day. I mean really — how much work is it?
Tag: woo-hoo
snow day.
Groomed granular isn’t the ideal thing you want to read on a ski conditions report. But when you haven’t skied for more than two years — and you’re heading to Seven Springs tomorrow — it’s good enough.
on repeat.
In 2010, Mrs. Crappy and I ventured to Ohio for a terrific Groundhog weekend. When we returned, our street looked like this: This weekend, I am venturing to Ohio — Mrs. Crappy has to work — for what I hope will be a terrific Groundhog weekend. Check out what could be happening when I return… Read More on repeat.
namaste.
A lot can change in the course of a year. That was something our instructor talked about a bit at the outset of Tuesday night’s yoga class. What’s changed for me in 2014? Let’s start here: I was in a yoga class — in a beautiful, candlelit studio — on Dec. 30, about six months… Read More namaste.
just like the good old days.
Forgive me if I behave like a normal, rational human being for a moment, while discussing college football. I promise you — it’ll last just a minute or two. That’s all the time I’ll need to explain why I’m excited that Michigan landed Jim Harbaugh. (I know, I know. Stick with me for a second,… Read More just like the good old days.
don’t miss out.
I need your help. Mrs. Crappy has a rule pertaining to the Polar Bear Plunge coming up on New Year’s Day. She doesn’t mind that I’m dumb enough to jump in the freezing cold Monongahela River, but she maintains — correctly, I will grudgingly admit — that I’m not allowed in the water unless there are… Read More don’t miss out.
Uncle Crappy 