For those of you always working for the weekend.
Sometimes I like being sore. Not like, so-painful-you-can’t-function-properly sore, but that sort of good sore you sometimes wake up with the day after physically exerting yourself more than usual. I like the good sore that comes with big day hikes and lengthy cross-country skies, or that I’m-sore-in-places-I-didn’t-know-I-could-be-sore-in feeling that comes after trying something new like
Happy late New Year to everyone. I think this might the earliest I’ve ever posted into the New Year, mainly, I think, because it’s the fastest I’ve ever recovered, and then re-acclimated into the real world from the break from reality that is the holiday season. My holiday season was fun, and jam packed, and
I will use almost any excuse to post a link to the following hard-hitting piece of journalism by Buzzfeed. I am obsessed with this piece. I think every description is better than the last, and I laugh aloud at some newly found detail almost every time I read it. My favorite descriptor, if I have
I wrote a little while back about how I was vaguely apprehensive about going clay shooting for my buddy’s bachelor party. When I wrote that, I didn’t mean it as a political statement in any way. Guns simply make me uneasy. I wasn’t raised with guns, and up until a couple years ago, never shot,
I spent this past weekend in Lancaster for my friend’s wedding. Once again, I was left with the feeling that Lancaster is the unsung, coolest city in Pennsylvania, and I really shit the bed when I decided to move away. The rehearsal dinner was at 6:30 on Friday. I arrived in Lancaster circa 2:00, because
I didn’t know what the Crime Town podcast was about when I downloaded it. I mean, I knew the gist. I’d read about it in some “best podcasts so far of 2017” list I read in Esquire, or Men’s Health, or CNN, one of the websites I cruise at work when I’m looking for something
After spending money recklessly on travel last year, I told myself I was going to be better this year. If you count not going anywhere internationally, or boarding a plane, than maybe I did what I set out to do, but in general, I was still on the road a lot, still living above my
It’s become a tradition that the Saturday after Thanksgiving my friend Jacki and I go exploring new breweries. It started two years ago when we decided to try out the then new Irving Cliff Brewery in Honesdale. I also went to the Hotel Wayne (great beer selection), and Kim’s (amazing wings) for the first time that
Last week I wrote about a negative story about revisiting the past. It was about looking back on something that I wasn’t fond of, but ultimately though might’ve made me a better person. Today I’m also going to write about revisiting the past again, but about revisiting a happy time. I’m going to be writing
A friend of mine was in town this past weekend for a conference, and was staying at the Hilton in downtown Scranton. I met her there Friday after work, and on my across the lobby came across this sight for sore eyes: A couple of superficial observations before we continue. Where is Michael Scott, obviously
PA Weekend Fun 
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