About a week ago, I was trying to figure out where Mrs. Crappy and I were going to watch the Iowa game.
And then Matlock and the Coochie Doctor said they were going to fire up the smoker for the game. And we found ourselves driving to Columbus to watch an Ohio State game on television.
Oh, and eat huge piles of freshly smoked pulled pork. Here’s the CD explaining the sauces and Matlock — with the help of Mrs. Crappy and Juan — picking the meat he just brought inside:
The Clearwater/St Pete Alumni gathering was a lot of fun. Quaker Steak, etc. Pre-game was a lot of grizzly bikers. But, for the game the side room was all Buckeyes. The local chairman was good. Lots of alums from Cleveland live here. Really…wonder why? The bar goes totally Browns on Sunday.
Fred, Suzette can’t wait to see/eat your sausage! (Crappy, is that a violation?)
By the way, Fred, what week is it?
After the game 2 songs were sung: “Carmen Ohio” and “We Don’t Give, etc”.
This is our last day on the beach. Drinking and reading.
We are eagerly looking forward to seeing the gathering Sat at “O-Dark Thirty”, in the 30’s.
Go Bucks.
what week is it?
it is the sort of week where i constantly type “ohio state michigan” into google to see if there are any new stories since i last checked…5 minutes ago.
it is the sort of week where i thought about what i would be wearing 2 months ago…and now i’m still not sure…
it is the sort of week where i buy my butcher a bottle of whiskey because he has no idea how much he has helped me…
it is the sort of week where _______________________ (fill in your own neurosis)…