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By this time tomorrow, all the crap you see here will be hanging from the front of our house. Not quite Griswold-esque, but I’m looking forward to it all the same.
By this time tomorrow, all the crap you see here will be hanging from the front of our house. Not quite Griswold-esque, but I’m looking forward to it all the same.
It’s a journalism tradition: typing “-30-” to signify the end of a piece of copy. I’m using it here to signify the completion of this edition of National Blog Posting Month. The tradition, as far as journalism is concerned, is well past its shelf life, although you still see it once in a while at… Read More 30. -30-.
Another season, another successful YinzTeam sporting venture. And another reason to eat Advil like they were M&Ms. I actually felt pretty good upon completion of the first-annual YinzTeam Turkey Bowl, a flackle football game held Saturday at Bellevue Memorial Park. I caught one touchdown pass, made another reception, defended a pass intended for Papuga (this… Read More 29. ouch.
I wrote the first post for Uncle Crappy five years ago today. I still don’t have an actual focus for anything I do here, but for some reason, you people keep coming back. There are even a few of you who appear to be concerned when I take more than a couple days off in… Read More 28. five.
And that, boys and girls, is a fucking Thanksgiving Miracle. Thanks to The Wife, who’s done an awful lot of work in the last two days. And Miles? He’s good with it.
So on the way out of Columbus this morning, we stopped by the storage unit where we’ve been keeping a bunch of stuff since we got married nine years ago. We checked for two reasons. First, we have to bring all that crap back to Pittsburgh sometime fairly soon, and we wanted to see exactly… Read More 23. all over again.