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, May 18, 2017

Being upfront about my behind procedure

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(690 words) Let’s today start with the end: Everything’s fine. No concerns or additional needs to undergo the procedure again. I...
Thursday, December 10, 2015

Shouldn't 2016 be 2,016? Thoughts on commas

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(541 words) I wonder if back in the year 999 AD there were hysterical arguments about whether or not the then-modern world was going...
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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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