And doing it as best I know how: * Florida was fabulous. The kids are amazing little people — getting more grown up by the minute — and my sister and BIL are doing a great job with them. Mrs. Crappy and I got to the beach four of the six days we were there.… Read More catching up, grumpy edition.
I’ve managed to write about college basketball for a couple days straight without actually mentioning basketball, and given the success of the two teams I really care about (not to mention the success of Mrs. Crappy’s favorite hoopsters), it’s probably about time I change that. I also have a prediction. Pay attention, boys and girls.… Read More actual hoopage.
The selection committee has spoken, which means its time for the Seventh Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought to you by Bocktown). Given that this our seventh year, there is a mess of you who already know the AUCNFFC drill; for those of you who don’t here’s how it works in handy bullet… Read More SVAUCNFFC (BTYBB) TIME.
WordPress has done a bunch of tinkering in the last year, re-vamping the back end particularly in respect to how it displays stats. As part of that change, it emailed me a link to a year-end stats package that was fun to go though. And I thought I would share. Most Read: That was nickname,… Read More by the numbers.
Sure, I’ve posted a couple times since I completely punted National Blog Posting Month, but there’s been a bunch of stuff I missed in the meantime. So: A) Bullet post. B) Completely ignoring the fact that I punted National Blog Posting Month, especially now that we’re seven days into December C) QUIT ROLLING YOUR EYES… Read More a month.
Last Wednesday, we headed over to Scarehouse for the second-annual Crazy Scary VIP night, otherwise known as our best chance to hassle Michelle and Ginny on the one night a year when they can’t do anything about it. Crazy Scary treated me very well last year — and it would do so again in 2011.… Read More 22. meat.
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