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 flipping the bird. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flipping the bird. Show all posts
Thursday, January 28, 2016

My near-fatal finger splinter

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(743 words) I gave a doctor the finger and Obamacare paid for it! I had a life-threatening splinter deep in my right hand’s middle...
Monday, May 14, 2012

Bird watching in Mr. Rogers' Neighborhood

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Those of us who raise our children in small towns feel superior to the uncouth louts raising theirs in big, rude cities. This i...
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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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