I didn’t start watching The Office until the year I moved to Lancaster and started working. I had several friends who were very into it, plus I got the first few seasons free with on-demand. I also started watching for a sense of nostalgia. At this point I was less then a year out of college,
Category: NEPA
Every spring around this time I make a list of things I want to accomplish during my summer off. This list includes anything from DIY projects around the house, to trips I’d like to take, to simple daytime activities I’d like to do on afternoons when I have nothing planned. What differentiates this list from others
The ending of March is always bittersweet. On one hand it’s my favorite month: St. Patrick’s Day, parade season, the Easter break (this year at least), and my birthday. On the other hand, I ate too much, drank too much, slept too little (I know, first-world, self induced problems–you don’t feel sorry for me) and am now
I’m in NEPA this weekend for a good friends’ wedding. I’m pumped for the wedding (the reception is in Scranton) but also exicted to be visiting NEPA during one of my favorite times of the year. Since it’s where I’m currently based, a large majority of my posts deal with the southeastern portion of PA, and I realized I have to give
You may have picked up that I’m a big fan and advocate of Cross Country Skiing. I seem to be the minority here. Cross Country (or XC Ski,whatever you prefer) skiing, while wildly popular in Europe and Canada, has never really picked up steam here in the U.S. It’s like the soccer of winter sports. Essentially cross country skiing
As far as races go, the trend thats been dominating the past couple of years is mud-runs. It seems that every few weeks somebody I know on Facebook pops up with pictures from a Spartan Race or Tough Mudder. Even my mother has been in one. My buddy and I just signed up for a Tough Mudder in
“What do you like better, Christmas or Wedding Season?” “The answer would be, um, Picnic Season?” Picnic season in NEPA is a big deal. It’s a dying deal, but still a big deal nonetheless, and something that, to me, defines summertime and growing up. Every summer, for as long as I can remember, weekends were dominated
For our kayaking trip this past weekend, we left from the small town of Milford, PA. I’ll admit the day we left, it was early, and I was tired so I just sort of chucked Milford up to another Pennsylvania small town. We did have lunch at a neat place called the Black Bear Cafe, a
As noted in my previous post, I was camping in upstate New York over the 4th of July Weekend (I’m actually not sure whether last weekend or the weekend prior was considered the “4th weekend”, but just go with it). I went in with the intention of taking alot of photographs, especially on the drive between Narrowsburg,
Whenever I tell people that my friends and I have an annual camping/rafting trip to New York, the reactions are usually somewhere along the lines of “wow you guys are hardcore” or “I’d never be able to rough it for a weekend and do whitewater.” Occasionally I let whoever I’m talking to think I’m some backwoods
PA Weekend Fun 
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