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, May 4, 2020

Random thoughts on baseball's longest game & Tin Lizzy lawn care

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Looks like it’s yet another day at The Tin Lizzy where it’s just me and Buck — and you know what that means. Every toilet seat in ...
Friday, May 1, 2020

How come it took COVID to get to warp speed?

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(612 words) I think we’re all excited to learn efforts to vanquish coronavirus will now proceed at warp speed because it seems like ...
Thursday, April 30, 2020

Tweets of the Month

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• I’m friends with about a dozen guys who if they were to die of coronavirus would gladly have engraved on their tombstones, "I S...
Monday, April 27, 2020

Romancing the shoe; arch comments on footwear

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(1,110 words) I don’t recall the instigation for the research, but the result stuck with me: Man, the only animal to spend 80 pe...
Monday, April 20, 2020

What constant prayer can achieve

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(594 words) It was way back in ’08 when I first proposed that America needed a “National No-Prayer Week.” The premise was that m...
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Friday, April 17, 2020

Massive book giveaway: just can't help myself

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(646 words) I can’t explain why I feel compelled to help total strangers when I’m incapable of even helping myself. I guess I just...
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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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