By this time Tuesday, I’ll be stretched out in a tent on Kelleys Island. We will have had dinner cooked over a campfire. We will have had a few bottles of beer. We will have played a cutthroat game of Trivial Pursuit. And, if we’re lucky, we’ll have enjoyed a sunset like this one. If… Read More out.
At some point Sunday night, The Burgh Blog abruptly re-appeared. PittGirl, who’s been busy as a columnist for Pittsburgh magazine, said she’ll have some big news for us coming soon. In the meantime, we get to enjoy all three-plus years of TBB while we wait. If you knew about TBB before, I don’t need to… Read More what we’re really thinking.
Before we do this: We’ll do this: And even this: I am looking forward to all three.
Meet Ken Scibetta and Ed Webster, the owners of the Lewiston Village Pub, an English-style bar in the western New York town where we spent the weekend. Mrs. Crappy found the pub’s website while we were planning for the trip, and we immediately decided we would have dinner there. The food sounded delicious, and we… Read More how it’s done.
Artpark, Lewiston, N.Y., July 19, 2009 Wilco (the song) / ELT / I Am Trying To Break Your Heart / Shot In The Arm / At Least That’s What You Said / Bull Black Nova / Radio Cure / One Wing / Handshake Drugs / Deeper Down / Impossible Germany / Jesus, etc. / Sonny… Read More uncomfortable. beautiful.
On the recommendation of our bartender last night, we drive into Niagara Falls today in search of Consumer’s Beverages, which he promised we would like. Um, yeah. “Like” is definitely an understatement. It doesn’t look like much from the street, and neon green and yellow sign isn’t especially inviting. Inside, however, were a half-dozen sets… Read More haul.
Uncle Crappy 