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)

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Bacon, our sinful staple

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I am trying to think of the one naughty, illicit and dangerous thing I could do morning, noon and night and I keep coming back to bacon. I...
Monday, September 19, 2011

What ruined Billy Joel?

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We’ve been having the exact same conversation about once a month for four years. One of the kitchen gals comes up to me at the bar and deman...
Saturday, September 17, 2011

Kinzua's 70-year-old stunt secret

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Fell into a really fun travel story that ran on msnbc.com this week. It's about the historic railroad bridge at Kinzua State Park in nor...
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Thursday, September 15, 2011

Wingin' it at The Pond

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I’m convinced homelessness will be eliminated when Habitat for Humanity begins using discarded chicken wing bones to construct residential d...
Wednesday, September 14, 2011

An alphabetically ordered world

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I was hashing out the first week of school recently with a high school English teacher friend of mine. He said the year’s off to a grea...
Monday, September 12, 2011

Still waiting for an Iraq War apology

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The interview could have taken place on any number of cable news programs involving any number of Capital opinion mongers. This one happe...
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Friday, September 9, 2011

To hell with ethics, eat at Claddagh Irish Pub!

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The assembled journalists were asking pointed business questions of our hosts at Claddagh Irish Pub at the South Side Works in Pittsburgh. ...
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