22. whipped. in a good way.
It’s 8 p.m. I’ve been up since 5 this morning. My voice is gone, I’m exhausted and I’m full of pizza. And I’m sooooo happy.
It’s 8 p.m. I’ve been up since 5 this morning. My voice is gone, I’m exhausted and I’m full of pizza. And I’m sooooo happy.
If you grew up in Columbus, you understand the title of this post. And even if you’re not a native, you probably won’t be surprised to hear that things in my hometown kind of come to a halt for the next few days. It’s Michigan Week. During the 1990s — when the guy who led… Read More 16. best week of the year.
Rugby beer night was a staple of my life during my first stint in Athens. Each Tuesday, OU’s rugby club would set up at the Hangar 5, buy a keg of something horrible like Milwaukee’s Best and sell cups for a buck. You drank until the keg was kicked, and you got to watch the… Read More 14. rugby beer night.
A couple years ago, I bitched here when XM removed its Music Lab channel — the only one that played my hippie music with any regularity — from its on-air lineup, banishing it to online-only status. And although I haven’t posted about it, I’ve been wondering more recently how the XM-Sirius merger would manifest itself… Read More 13. all better.
Why we moved to Pittsburgh: It’s just a 15-minute drive from home to the Sharp Edge in Friendship. OK. That’s not the only reason. But having easier access to the stuff we like to do was a big reason we started looking, and now that we’re here, we’ve been amazed again and again how easy… Read More 8. tripping.
(A note: I’m using the WordPress iPhone app to post this week, at least until we get the internets installed in the house later this week. It works well, but there are limitations. Like I can’t control the placement of photos, and using links are impossible as far as I can tell. And that’s bad… Read More 3. bad. good.