I normally don’t really start paying attention to college basketball until the conclusion of college football season, but this year, a couple things are happening that are forcing me to re-evaluate that position. Thing No. 1: North Carolina. Thing No. 2. No. 1. Let me clarify: Tonight, Uncle Crappy and The Wife face off when… Read More hoops. meat.
And that’s why Miles is the coolest cat ever.
OK. There was pie. Friday night, beer on the front porch while DD unwound from a nasty work week. Beer at the game, in which C.C. Sabathia pitched a stellar complete-game three-hitter. Beer after the game in the sports bar up the street from HP and DD’s house while we watched the conclusion of the… Read More cleveland. and pie.
Here it is, y’all: A blow-by-blow of our week at Snowmass. Thanks for waiting. Monday:A tune-up day for everyone. The Wife had a great time skiing around the Funnel and Fanny Hill areas, and even tackled a gentle blue run in the Two Creeks area. She was very pleased, and rightfully so. The rest of… Read More the week that was.
Sorry. Getting caught up with work, dealing with hangovers, taking care of business, just being lazy. Cooking. Eating. Rocking. Rolling. Zigging. Zagging. Sleeping. Waking. Baking. And now I’m back. While Uncle Crappy was away: * Winter ended. That’s been part of my alarming lack of focus since I last posted. No more college football, and… Read More ready. go.
Sorry. I’ve been working, shopping, eating, mailing, drinking, driving, mailing, drinking, baking (yes…), watching, decorating, shopping, drinking, working, eating, wrapping and shopping. Whew. I need a beer.
Uncle Crappy 