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making a point.
No stinkin’ Badgers. Unless I’ve picked them to win. We have a Final Four — and that means we also have the first set of official standings in the Tenth Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge...
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two.
Man, I can’t stand Duke. I don’t like Wisconsin much either, but as always: #B1G We’ve had a great run, but as is the case with the tournament itself, we’re down to just two contestants left with a...
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one.
Ugh. The Dook Blue Devils won last night’s title game, and that makes long-time participant Kewyson our Tenth Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought to you by Bocktown) champion....
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above and beyond.
First, let’s make sure you’ve all seen this comment, left by Tenth Annual Uncle Crappy NCAA Final Four Challenge (Brought to you by Bocktown) winner Kewyson on the previous post: Now, on to my wish (I...
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sigh.
Twenty years in the business. Still no Pulitzers.Filed under: Work Tagged: it's my job, woo-hoo
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the beam.
This is awesome on all kinds of levels, but I was especially excited to see some tight shots of The Beam, the big thing with the piano strings that Mickey’s beating on. Those vibrations, when...
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choked.
I should know better than to stroll through the produce section of Whole Foods A) while I’m hungry and B) just two days after I get paid. But in our most recent trip, it worked out well. Because there...
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hope you’re thirsty.
It’s a pretty simple theme. And all you have to do to take advantage is find the guy in the red hat. As we’ve done for several years, we’re volunteering again at a Pittsburgh Marathon fluid station. As...
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dy-no-mite.
I’ve never been to Rhode Island. I now have a reason to go. Mrs. Crappy has a subscription to Cook’s Country magazine and we received a new issue last week. The magazine publishes an index of sorts on...
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bricked.
As mid-life crises go, getting a tattoo is way less expensive than a sports car. And when you’re working with a print-journalism salary, that’s kind of an important thing to consider. But once that...
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you did WHAT?
Lookin’ good. After I posted stuff about my new tattoo over the weekend, one of the biggest things I was curious about was the reaction of my parents. On Tuesday, Father of Uncle Crappy emailed this:...
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gray.
I’m not ready. But I kind of have to be. Until very recently, the milestone I’m approaching — that would be turning 50 in almost exactly 14 months — has mostly been a source of comedy for me. It’s...
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hi. wilford. nice to meet you.
Old habits die hard. And I’m still a fan of the network evening news shows, something that have been a staple of my life since I was a kid. When I was 10 and watching Walter Cronkite, I don’t think I...
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guess my age.
Happy birthday to me.Filed under: I Have No Idea Tagged: college football, grumpy old guy, woo-hoo
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2. the wrong kind of crunch.
Free food. It’s a journalism tradition. All summer long, stuff from the gardens of colleagues shows up at work. There are likely to be doughnuts on random mornings, just because someone was hungry for...
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3. out of my element.
When my Element — my 10-year-old, 245,000-miles-on-it Element — ran into a deer two weeks ago, I was crestfallen. Though I was able to drive it home, the damage was bad, and I assumed that our...
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4. grassy.
Bluegrass music works any time of the year. But for me, the best time of the year for bluegrass — especially the hippie-grass I love so much — is right now. The air is cool and maybe a little misty,...
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5. run for your life.
I started running in October 2011. And I got to the point where I craved. it. It was important back then. I was a 45-year-old fat guy, working a stressful job and hoping against hope that my family’s...
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6. not yet.
I look a little bit demented in this picture, but the happiness on my face is genuine. Unfortunately, it didn’t last. I took that selfie outside of one of the two shops that worked for more than two...
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7. interesting.
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...
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