Tag: Crappy

A Crappy Poem: Longing for the Comfort of Youth

feeling weepy lately a deep longing for a redo a desperate clutching at something   oh to have my youth again not a care in the world no worries about the lack of funds for future ailments   who knew getting older meant getting frail terror grips my hear...

I’d Rather Eat Crap Than Stay in a Crappy Hotel

When you’re right, you’re right — and few people I know and love have ever been as right as my friend who once sent me an email in which she laid out her key travel preferences. I nodded the entire time I was reading it, delighted that her taste and my taste in travel were in as ne...