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)

Showing posts with label Moby Dick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Moby Dick. Show all posts
Monday, March 23, 2020

"Moby Dick," Melville & me

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(673 words) I try and read “Moby Dick” every five years or so because I find I discover something new every time. For instance: ...
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Sunday, January 18, 2015

A return to re-runs! "Dickin' 'round with Moby and other whales"

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A friend of mine said he was upset that it seemed like I’d gotten out of the habit of having regular re-runs on Sunday. He said not havi...
Friday, January 6, 2012

Dickin' 'round with Moby and other whales

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If people who revere the Grateful Dead are called Deadheads, what does that make those of us devoted to “Moby Dick”? Hmmm . . . T...
Monday, July 5, 2010

Put some clothes on, America!

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I passed up an opportunity to frolic with the family at the local water park this weekend and it was all because of one stranger’s big toe. ...
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