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 lawn care. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lawn care. Show all posts
Monday, May 1, 2017

I lose this year's annual grass cutting contest

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(675 words) Spring is when Mother Nature puts on her makeup, all purple, scarlet, pink and green. But the dominant color at my yard ...
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Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Victory lap in Mow-town

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My wife approached with the same look of grave concern she bore when she told me the 18-year-old cat I couldn’t stand was about to die. “I h...
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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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