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)

Monday, October 22, 2012

Our 2.9 mile vacation

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(743 words) The car was packed. We’d done security recon around the house. The light timers were all set. Just one thing miss...
Sunday, October 21, 2012

Re-run Sunday! Sober pondering of exclamation points!!!

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I wrote this piece about the mad proliferation of our most overused piece of punctuation, the exclamation point, in 2009. It was bad th...
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Saturday, October 20, 2012

A binding story of Zumba sex

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(770 words) As my fair wife has enjoyed Zumba classes, I’ve been actively following the Kennebunk, Maine, sex scandal where comely inst...
Thursday, October 18, 2012

Liked the debate? You'll love the radio show

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(732 words) I think it would be beneficial if there were a constitutional amendment requiring the presidential candidates to spen...
Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Stones 50 best? ForGRRRt it!

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(2,159 words) Really, it’s pointless in this age of digital downloading to contend anyone in their right mind would opt for an enti...
Monday, October 15, 2012

Weddings, friendship & a pooka named Paul

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(862 words) We spent a good deal of the Saturday wedding reception lamenting there’s only one Peirce sister left to wed. Three down...
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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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