For those of you always working for the weekend.
Another gap in writing, but finally a pretty sweet excuse why, other than my usual “I got busy” bs. PAWeekendFun, at least in my own day to day life…is no more. It’s NCWeekendFun now, specifically Asheville, NC weekend fun. Back in October, just when I started thinking I was going to resurrect this guy, I
Like everyone else I know between 18-48 with a Netflix account, I have an Office obsession. I spend many an evening exploring Netflix’s recommendations for a half hour before saying, “screw it,” and putting The Office on, probably “Dinner Party,” and falling asleep to the soothing sounds of Hunter singing of his deflowerment via Jan.
I started listening to a podcast earlier this month that I quickly became obsessed with, finding myself going on drives on my lunch break, taking the long way home, and sitting in my driveway for an extra 15 minutes just to listen to more. After the third episode, which is my own personal podcast yardstick
Well, after a short year and a half hiatus, I’m rolling away the stone and emerging back into the sunlight. Are blogs even relevant anymore with the ubiquity of Instagram? Do the kids today want to read anything more than a paragraph (based on some of the IG posts I’ve been seeing, the answer is
A couple years ago, I wrote about the Lehigh Valley Ale Trail, a now defunct website (my blog post is still very much intact) promoting the robust (I’m currently re-watching Season 1 of Veep, and if you watch, my use of robust will make more sense to you) craft beer scene down in the Lehigh
A few weeks ago I was clued into the fact that a movie called The Polka King exists. The movie, which is based on a true story, stars Jack Black as the titular “Polka King,” a man named Jan Lewan who ran a Polish gift shop, and fronted a popular polka band in Hazelton, all
I spent last weekend up in Vermont. One of my good college friends has a family lake house up there, and has been trying to get my college crew to go up and stay there, well, since college, which in my case, means for the past ten years. We finally relented and went for
I’ve sort perfected a way to both celebrate, and skip, the ridiculousness that is New Year’s. The past few years, I drive down to Philadelphia on New Year’s Eve and stay at my sister’s. We typically go out for a few drinks, or get a nice dinner, and then head to bed pretty soon after
I’ve been saying for some time now that NEPA needs to get on board with rest of the state, and start marketing some kind of beverage trail to highlight the local breweries, wineries, and distilleries that have both been popping up, but also around for a while. A couple of years ago, I even made
My sister knows me pretty well, because this year she got me a gift certificate for a Philadelphia food tour, which combines three of my favorite things: eating, free-samples (technically if you pay for this yourself, it won’t fall into this category, but since it was a gift for me, it does), and random trivia
PA Weekend Fun 
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