It was a dark and stormy night…maybe not in Boston, but that’s how it felt in my head when it was all over. Beer, baseball, sex and wasted cat litter - just a few of the things that highlighted the latest semi-annual Bugs Cranks outing. Let’s reflect… 5:19am - The baby decides to sleep in, letting Wifey and I enjoy an extra seven minutes of sleep. Even the world famous “asscrack of dawn” won’t arrive for another twenty ticks. Someone tell those latte-pounding poets that this “mornin
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