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)

Sunday, May 31, 2020

May tweets: Serious, silly & sexy (1)

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• Conservative whites who become livid when wished Happy Holidays instead of Merry Christmas think liberal blacks over-reacting about u...
Friday, May 29, 2020

Birthdays; Dylan & this blog & my Michael Jordan story

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(940 words) This past weekend this blog turned 12 and Bob Dylan, 79. It is pure coincidence, but I’ve always used Dylan as a creativ...
Wednesday, May 20, 2020

#ObamaGate: My theories, your conspiracies

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(542 words) I think it would be beneficial if scientists devoted their efforts to enlarging the coronavirus. I don’t mean stati...
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Wednesday, May 13, 2020

Stuff I'll do if I become Last Man on Earth

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(645 words) I was wondering what I’d do if things take a bad turn and I wind up being the last man on earth, which was the premise o...
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Thursday, May 7, 2020

Help me name my shoe shine business!

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(946 words) This isn’t the first time I’ve had a proprietary hand at naming stuff. Throughout my life I’ve helped or outright named ...
Wednesday, May 6, 2020

Yes, we need testing, just not the kind you think ...

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(523 words) So much of our tottering economy’s hoped-for rebound is pegged to testing. It’s all we’re hearing. The states need t...
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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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