I am surrounded by babies. This isn’t new. My friends from college had their baby explosion a few years ago. My sister and Mrs. Crappy’s cousins joined them, but I think they’re all about done by now. Now, my Pittsburgh friends and their families — as well as a few co-workers — are doing their… Read More i’m walkin’.
She wanted a circus. She pretty much got one. Annoyed Angel has already posted a much better recap of Saturday’s Asshat Tweetup than I could ever write; if you haven’t seen it yet, you can find it here. There are, of course, a couple things I can add: Finding people who wanted to say nice… Read More rugby day, part two.
There are an awful lot of inside jokes in this single picture, enough that I’m not going to try to explain them now. And given the fact that I’m about to go back to bed so I can face work this afternoon, I’m also going to ask for your patience as I prepare the first… Read More the champ.
I may have a new favorite sport. At least until college football season starts again. Mrs. Crappy and I met Father Spoon and Dahcheet at Boyce Park this afternoon to finally see Annoyed Angel and Calipanthergrl and the rest of the Pittsburgh Angels play. And although I understood about half of what I was watching,… Read More rugby day, part one.
Asshat Tweetup Saturday, 8 p.m.-2 a.m. Rugger’s Pub, 40 S. 22nd St., South Side Our favorite bartender, Annoyed Angel, is wrapping up her seven-year career at Rugger’s Pub on Saturday, April 4, and she wants you to join her to make the night a memorable one. There will be: multiple wardrobe changes, Irish car bombs,… Read More her living room.
This weekend was kind of a throwback, to the days when I did this stuff as a matter of course. Those days were a long time ago — and generally confined to Athens — and to try to do it like I did back then would mean a Sunday full of agony. But, still: Two… Read More guinness, green, etc.
Uncle Crappy 