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, November 30, 2020

Tweets of the Month

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•  The Christmas season inspires so many questions: Was the virgin birth real? Is Jesus the true son of God? Will there ever be peace on Ear...
Tuesday, November 24, 2020

How NYC-style sex party would go over in Latrobe

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  (644 words) My mind was blown when I read New York City cops busted an 80-person sex party at a club called Caligula. Inside it was wall-t...
Thursday, November 19, 2020

Trump ought to concede & move to Latrobe

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  (858 words) I’m one of the 80 million or so Americans who thinks every time Trump leaves the White House he steals a towel or two. Of cour...
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Friday, November 13, 2020

The hand shake: Its past, present & future

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  (582 words) I’m friends with a guy who used to prepare for party introductions by pulling down his zipper and shoving his right hand out t...
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Thursday, November 5, 2020

My fellow Americans ...

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  (Note: This was written under the presumption of a Biden victory. If the reverse happens, well, never mind) (781 words) You know, what kin...
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Monday, November 2, 2020

America's last undecided voter ... me (from '16)

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  (790 words) If I have the guts to pull it off I’m pretty sure you’ll hear about it, which means I’m pretty sure you won’t. It’s too bad, 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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