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 NASA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NASA. Show all posts
Thursday, March 3, 2016

Kelly's year in space

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(618 words) I’ll always remember the day Scott Kelly returned to earth as the day I learned Neil Armstrong spelled backwards is “Gno...
Sunday, February 14, 2016

Valentine's Day re-run: Capt. Mark Kelly the heavenly hubby

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Happy Valentine’s Day — and isn’t that a wonderful redundancy? How could Valentine’s Day be anything but happy? This is from way back in...
Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Our summer of aliens & Earth's future

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(628 words) I tend to judge all illegal immigrants by how their being here will improve my culinary options so I’m fine with Mexican...
Thursday, November 13, 2014

A non-streaking story on the comet & the butt

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(663 words) On a day when Kim Kardashian set out to break the internet by posting a picture of her butt, scientists landed a probe o...
Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Happy 50th Birthday to these words!

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I was pleased to see recent media fuss when it was announced that “OMG” and “LOL” were born last week. Of course, these obnoxious words ha...
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