Eight Days to Amish

No Paychecks . . . No Prospects . . . Always How one writer struggles to elevate from the hammock, overcome his God-given laziness and earn a living in a cruel world that insists he work. (The title of this blog is in no way aspirational or should be considered an endorsement of the Amish lifestyle)

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Wednesday, June 20, 2012

On the hottest day of the year, a toast to ice!

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Mark your calendars for November 2015. That’s when ice celebrates its 200th birthday. The declaration will no doubt startle those...

Friday, August 12, 2011

Ben Franklin, Rocky Balboa & The Wonder Nun

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I’m in a Philadelphia hotel full of romance novelists and the only stranger who’s inspiring any real love is a 70-something nun. Goo...

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

I am becoming left handed

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I may not be the best writer, but I’ll wager I’m the only writer who can do 10 regulation Army pull-ups and juggle. Not simultaneously. Not...

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Friday, April 15, 2011

Dining on dinos to end world hunger

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I was at a professional dinner recently seated with three women, all avid travelers, who were sharing stories about the most exotic meals t...

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Sunday, March 6, 2011

Kites, phones & a Bell

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I'm so convinced multi-tasking is detrimental to true efficiency that I refuse to walk and chew gum at the same time. This put...

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Chris Rodell: I'm the Latrobe, Pa., based author of "The Last Baby Boomer: The Story of the Ultimate Ghoul Pool," "Use All The Crayons! The Colorful Guide to Simple Human Happiness," and popular books about two Latrobe neighbors (Fred Rogers & Arnold Palmer). I'll write for anybody who'll pay me. I am a PROSEtitute

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