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 The Pond Latrobe. Show all posts
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Monday, June 1, 2015

@8days2Amish tweets of the month!

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June ‘14 was one of the worst reader months I’ve ever had as far as blog readership. Where’d you all go? The numbers made it seem like e...
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Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Bark up/Bark down: A neighbor's dog left out in the cold

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(1,114 words) I’ve since last February been wrestling with a question that apparently consumes wood-burning Norwegians: Stack the fir...
Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Someone keyed my car! Suspects abound

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(1,051 words) I’ve been reluctant to share the news for fear it might upset your feelings. I know a few of you might be under the imp...
Friday, August 2, 2013

Whining over postal liquor prohibitions

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(684 words) Sometime in the next four hours I will break a federal law. I admit this brazen act here because the outlaw thrill makes ...
Friday, May 17, 2013

"Cheers!" to sudsy beer drinking innovation

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(725 words) I lied in yesterday’s post. I said my friends and I were going to Altoona. In fact, Altoona was not our ultimate destinat...
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