After a little begging and pleading, I am pleased to say that enough of you have volunteered to come out to the Mon Wharf on Tuesday morning that I’ll safely be able to plunge for the fifth straight year without worrying about breaking Mrs. Crappy’s Have Enough People To Haul Uncle Crappy’s Carcass Out Of… Read More yinz guys are awesome. and stupid.
Until a few days ago, I was a bit ambivalent about the annual Jumping In The Mon On New Year’s Day ritual, but as the day approaches, I’m swinging back towards really wanting to carry on the tradition. And so I need your help. Mrs. Crappy has to work on New Year’s Day, and won’t… Read More swimming.
Time to get caught up.
I’ll Have Another.
I don’t think I saw the Blues Brothers movie in the theater when it was released in 1980, but I know I watched the hell out of it when it showed up on cable. I am not exaggerating here. I was fascinated by the band, having seen its SNL appearances through the 1970s, and… Read More soul man.
I know a ton of people who ran in the Pittsburgh Marathon last weekend — full, half, veterans and first-timers. And I’m proud of each and every single one of you. No matter what the time, you all killed it last week. And let’s be honest: I’m also jealous as hell. I was supposed to… Read More on your mark.
Uncle Crappy 