The unofficial-but-deeply-ingrained protocol among print folks is to be a little bit blase about journalism awards. But this one has eluded me for so long that it’s a little tough not to be excited about it. Here’s the details: We won for spot news coverage, specifically of the flash flood that swept through Aliquippa last… Read More …me.
I’ve been kind of stuck on music-related posts recently. The reason is twofold. It’s a function of this being the time of year when I start looking at summer tour lists and figuring out what trips might fit into our schedules. But it also has to do with several new things I’ve come across in… Read More grassy.
I was pretty excited last night to find that Tom Waits will be touring this summer, with a weekend stop in Columbus on the schedule. The timing of the announcement was remarkable; The Wife I had had just discussed a few days before that we would make seeing him a priority the next time he… Read More dogs, though, sense courage.
It’s Cinco de Mayo, and as those of us who know us well would expect, Uncle Crappy and The Wife are celebrating by eating and drinking. The eating part is pretty simple: take out from Rey Azteca, Butler, Pennsylvania’s finest — and, uh, pretty much only — Mexican establishment. We stuck with a couple of… Read More si.
That’s why hockey playoffs are the best playoffs there are.
If going to church meant more experiences like this, I’d probably be a regular: That’s a clip of Robert Randolph, John Medeski and the North Mississippi All-Stars, during their too-short tour in December as The Word. It’s not unusual for me to find out about the really good stuff until after the fact; in this… Read More hallelujah.
Uncle Crappy 