Three years ago my brother introduced me to Jerrod Nieman’s “One More Drinking Song” and I quickly became obsessed. A few weeks later I saw the music video and became newly obsessed with the bike-like contraption he’s singing on around downtown Nashville. I found that it’s a vehicle known as a pedicycle (also known/marketed as pedal
Part of this whole being unemployed thing (which I have to consistently remind myself is by choice) that I quite like is that I could start my day out with a workout, effectively getting it out-of-the-way and making me feel wide awake from the get-go. This was always something I wanted to do in theory
Maybe it was my Catholic upbringing that always made me associate cemeteries as hallowed ground, rather then something more sinister, but they never creeped me out, as they seem to do with so many people. There were two particularly old cemeteries near where I grew up, that as teenagers, we would sneak into to try
I was doing a little bit of a mini northern tier tour last weekend with my dad. He got a mid-life crisis BMW convertible so we took it up north to the Orson Inn and Lakewood Lodge where we got some wings. We were on the same barhopping schedule as a group of guys ATVing
I realize I’ve been sort of heavy on the NEPA-centric posts lately, but I’m here now, and for the time being haven’t been traveling as much as I’d like. I do have a fun new project in the works that I’m excited to announce once it’s ready (although to be fair, this is a
True story: do you know that up until this summer, when I started to properly learn the power of social media, the post responsible for driving readers to my blog was a throwaway post from 2012 about nude beaches. I don’t remember exactly why I wrote the post. I think it’s because I had
I haven’t done a “Weekend Trip Idea” in a while, mostly because I’ve just been super busy this summer with some major life upheavals, but I think it’s time to revive these. “Weekend Trip Ideas,” for those just joining us (which is probably most of you), is exactly what it sounds like: an idea for
My last two posts were basically an extended lament about leaving Lancaster and returning to the NEPA motherland. I hope you didn’t get the wrong idea. While I am genuinely sad about leaving Lancaster, I’m not necessarily upset to be returning home. Sure, Lancaster has a lot of things Northeastern PA doesn’t. For one thing,
As highlighted in my last post, I’m somewhat unceremoniously moving from Lancaster, PA, where I’ve lived and worked for the past five years, back to the little known town of Browndale, PA (which is right next to Forest City, which is just north of Carbondale, which is close to Scranton, if you need a point
I went through some pretty big life-changes this past summer, namely, in that after five years of teaching high school English at Manheim Central High School in Lancaster County, I’ve decided to resign. The decision felt spur of the moment, and probably wasn’t as meticulously planned as I would have liked (as in, maybe I
PA Weekend Fun 
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