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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Thursday, January 14, 2016

Who I was hoping would win the jackpot

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(610 words) If you think by me blogging the day after the $1.6 billion drawing means I didn’t win, well, you don’t know me very well...

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Re-run Sunday: How old will you be in heaven?

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Some of these re-runs are doing quite well and that bodes poorly for the blog's future. I've since 2008 posted more than 500 origina...

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

The Great American Beer Fridge

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Of all our national extravagances, the beer refrigerator might seem to primitives the most lavish. It’s a wild guess, but there might be a...

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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

When idiots pray

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God heard two prayers this week from two devout young men beseeching Him for freedom from what each believed was unjust incarceration. One ...

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...

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Pun-free egg disposal suggestions

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I can’t help but think there’s got to be a game show out there that could use 550 million spoiled eggs. I’d watch. Rather than...

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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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