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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Monday, August 8, 2016

Wrapping things up on my awful summer

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I’m feeling today like I’m seeing a light at the end of a really long tunnel after a summer I’ve spent constructing a really long tunnel...

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Let's all America go to the movies

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I usually begin each day taking grim inventory of my reflection. It’s not pretty. Bloodshot eyes, gaping facial pores, unsightly nostril h...

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Thursday, April 7, 2011

Home opener, movie reviews & tweets

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Out of petty protest, I once again will not be attending the Pittsburgh Pirate home opener today. I won’t further enrich owner Bob Nutting ...

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Saturday, September 18, 2010

My TV reality

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I invited 20 complete strangers into my home on Wednesday. Some are surly, some are stupid, and all of them stink. They will inhabit our ho...

Saturday, July 10, 2010

The TV has become the penis

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Readers who enjoy vicarious woe are in for a splendid couple of weeks because a wave of woe is crashing upon me. First off, car trouble. The...

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Monday, March 8, 2010

Oscars bore; movies suck

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I found myself getting impatient watching the Oscars like I do when I’m obligated to attend some party with too many people I don’t like. ...

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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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