Posted by pittgirl on 02 Jul 2008 | Tagged as: Evgeni Malkin, Penguins, Pirates, Sidney Crosby, Steelers, Weather
1. People, friends, Burghers, my loves, I have lots of emails to respond to (I’m looking at you, Goob, Tracy, Kathleen, DW, and maybe 400 more), and I’m going to get to them. Watch your email boxes.
2. OMG. Srsly. Matt Capps. Inventing new ways to blow saves. Can [...]
Posted by pittgirl on 01 Jul 2008 | Tagged as: Eye rolls, Local media, Pirates, Sonni Abatta, Steelers
1. Doing my duty as the next carrier monkey, I obediently spread Texas Death (which may or may not be strep throat. I refuse to have a throat culture done because I tend to violently shove people that intentionally gag me) right on to Pens Fan Sister whose husband called me yesterday all, “Yeah. She [...]
Posted by pittgirl on 30 Jun 2008 | Tagged as: David Conrad, Eye rolls, Hot Burghers, Matt Lamanna, Pirates, The Damn Pigeons
Dear WeatherPeople of the Burgh:
I’ll believe this forecast when the sun actually shows up for more than two hours without running away screaming from the giant blackish purple clouds of doom and hail and HAHA! Let’s go mess with PittGirl’s new Dish TV/HD set-up and show that tripod-mounted sissy satellite dish who’s boss.
I’m tired [...]
Posted by pittgirl on 27 Jun 2008 | Tagged as: Hot Burghers, Matt Lamanna, Mayor Ravenstahl, Penguins, Pirates, Troy Polamalu
1. So, as soon as these little trolls, who have apparently been charged by Satan with scrubbing my throat raw with rusty Brillo pads, are gone, I’m going to be 100%. For now, though, I’m 75% and mainlining tequila. It’s a good burn.
2. It’s hard to complain about being sick when you [...]
Posted by pittgirl on 24 Jun 2008 | Tagged as: Celebrity sightings, Evgeni Malkin, Local media, Mayor Ravenstahl, Penguins, Pirates, The Damn Pigeons
1. Now. Where were we?
Right. A few days off for a boosting of the creative juices, a resting of the brain matter, and a gathering of the entire family in celebration for Father of PittGirl’s retirement party, which brought Tina Fey, Ohio Sister, Ta-Ta and their families to town and needless to say, I haven’t [...]
Posted by pittgirl on 18 Jun 2008 | Tagged as: David Conrad, Local media, Mayor Ravenstahl, Penguins, Pirates, The Damn Pigeons
1. One of my BILs gave me a CD he burned of all of David Cook’s American Idol performances, so I spent my drive to work this morning with a giant smile on my face as I jammed with Little Sparrow, rocked with Billy Jean and swayed through Music of the Night. Then [...]
Posted by pittgirl on 17 Jun 2008 | Tagged as: David Conrad, Eye rolls, Famous Burghers, Local media, Pirates
1. When a co-worker swings by the desk and asks for say, a french fry or perhaps even a handful of chips. Fine. Happy to help. Here ya go. What’s new with you? But when a co-worker swings by the desk, sees me eating a cream cheese bagel sandwich and asks me to “cut out [...]
Posted by pittgirl on 13 Jun 2008 | Tagged as: Pirates
This is not a lie. These are facts. Don’t tell them, but …
The Buccos of Suckitude are one win away from .500 ball. I think this is the fourth time this season that they’ve been close enough to see the stubble on the .500 mark.
There are right this second 13 teams in Major League [...]
Posted by pittgirl on 11 Jun 2008 | Tagged as: Hot Burghers, Mayor Ravenstahl, Pirates, Sonni Abatta, Steelers, The Damn Pigeons
1. Good sunny and perfect morning to you, Burghers. This morning on my way into town, I noticed that for a long time there have been two crater-like potholes on the Waterfront road that have been circled with white spray paint. The potholes appeared six months ago and the spray paint, maybe [...]
Posted by pittgirl on 10 Jun 2008 | Tagged as: Annoying Burghers, Downtown happenings, Pirates
1. There’s been a mini discussion amidst my Twitterverse about how uncool it is and how very early nineties it is that PittGirl hearts, adores, and imbibes the fantastic-osity of Zima.
Zima is delicious on a hot summer day.
Of course, I should have been tipped off to the un-coolness and unpopularity of it when I headed [...]