1. My father’s cousin emailed him a complete cut-and-paste of my Dear Benny post. This is the email my father sent me:
Gin
I got this from my cousin, Rich. We are always exchanging emails and he sent me this post from your blog. I don’t think he knows you are my daughter, [...]
Random n’at
The mumble mumble pep talk of the year!
Dear Ye Buccos of Suckitude:
Ahoy, mateys!
I’ve done a dumb risky thing this year. I’m betting on you. And not only am I betting on you, I’m getting other people to bet on you. And you can be sure if I’m betting and/or asking readers to put their money on the Buccos of Suckitude, then there [...]
Random n’at
1. Last month, in a flash of mommy brilliance, I mixed Flavor Blasted Pizza Goldfish with Parmesan Goldfish, gave it to my son for an after school snack and said, “No applause necessary.”
Then, last week in Target, I spy, what’s this here? Goldfish Mix-Up Adventures! Flavor Blasted Pizza Goldfish mixed with Parmesan Goldfish.
I’m pretty sure [...]
Blue pill. Red pill.
As you know, despite the Buccos of Suckitude’s ability to stuff more suck into one baseball season than seems humanly possible — the clown car of baseball suck, if you will, I still believe every year is the year that they will finally play at or better than .500 ball.
Every year Burgh Baby laughs grimly [...]
Random n’at
1. A conversation I overheard during Mariachi Night at Las Velas:
Dennis Roddy of the P-G: “So, she’s a minister’s daughter …”
My father: “Yeah. It’s hard to tell sometimes.”
Me: [GASP!]
My father and Dennis Roddy chatting is a very bad thing. But not as bad as a short time later when I found my mother at [...]
