Late last week, I announced the return of the Thirteenth Practically Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Piper’s Pub), because I wanted all of yinz to be prepared once we got our first looks at the brackets. Now that we’ve accomplished that, let’s take a look at how TPAUCNFFC (BTYBPP)… Read More how it’s done.
I will say this after calculating the first points in the Twelve-point-five-th Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought To You By Piper’s Pub): It’s not as bad as I thought it would be. I was expecting a figurative bloodbath. What I got instead is a majority of TPFAUCNFFC (BTYBPP) contestants scoring at least… Read More not terrible. but not great.
My yoga workshop weekend, Day One: I got better in crow and learned some tweaks with my hands and arms that will help as I move toward other arm balances. My core needs to be stronger. Practicing with my teachers is inspiring — they are strong and fearless — and reassuring — they struggle with… Read More a learning experience.
I don’t have anything against Michigan beer. In fact, in terms of quality, I’d put Michigan up against nearly any other geopolitical territory on the face of the planet. But there’s a unique football thing going on this week and next, and that means sticking to Ohio beer as much as possible. And as you can… Read More 18. buckeye beers.
Samuel Johnson said patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel. Bullet posts are the last refuge of a distracted blogger. I’m sitting at the kitchen table in my parents’ house. I have prep work for tomorrow’s tailgate party done, and I’m enjoying the hell out of this bomber of Bison Imperial Stout, from Homestead Beer… Read More 16. bailing with bullets.
I found a cool old bow tie at the Pittsburgh Vintage Mixer this morning. I had tamales for lunch. We bought our first East End Brewing crowlers. Oh. We adopted a cat. There will be pix and stuff when we bring him home tomorrow.
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