Although the Dirty Gig has me STILL working on the bi-products of the recently flooded Susquehanna River, first in Harrisburg, Penn., and now Binghamton, New York, I continue to navigate my own tributary … The Office stream of consciousness.
At this writing, I am in Ithaca, as The Office trek, or TOK, continues (an hour north [...]

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The Dunder-Mifflin tour of 2011 continues … It has been a little over a week since I made the drive to Scranton, Penn., … so I will recount the events as best I can.
I am not going to say that the trip to Scranton was a disappointment, but I expected more. (”That’s what she said.”) [...]

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Wilkes-Barre, Penn., … pronounced like Wilksbury … I just learned is the boyhood home of swing musician Tommy Dorsey. Good to know. It is also the jumping off point on the road to Scranton … you know Scranton, the fictitious home of the branch office of Dunder Miflin paper company … you know [...]

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Wow … Do you remember where you were when you learned Steve Jobs had died? I was a few hours behind the curve and heard it from my boss Chris from The Dirty Gig. It was the day I was headed from Harrisburg to Philly to Binghampton, NY via US Airways.

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There are two things I want to see the most while in Pennsylvania … well three if you count the National Civil War Museum.  The other two are a tale of two meltdowns. One is Three Mile Island, and the other is the Hershey’s chocolate plant.  Four things I would like to see, actually, but [...]

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What a treat … In Annville, Penn., just down the street from Lebanon Valley College is the Allen Theater and the adjoining MJ’a Coffeehouse At The Allen. The Wi-Fi, my featured event, is quite good, free, and trouble-free. When was the last time you sat in a cool coffee shop that also sells [...]

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Cravings for the Wi-Fi world seem almost sacrilegious out and about in Lancaster, Penn., — the heart of Amish Country.  But it what we do.

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One of my very best college friends is from Harrisburg, Penn. I haven’t talked to him or even been able to locate him for 20 years … even with the help of the all-powerful, all-knowing Facebook.  Wouldn’t it be strange if I ran into him on the street during my visit to The Quaker [...]

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“i said a hip hop the hippie the hippie
to the hip hip hop, a you don’t stop
the rock it to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie
to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat “
something … something ….
“…. hotel, motel, Holiday Inn …”
“Rapper’s Delight”
- Sugarhill Gang
I joked on Facebook that I was writing [...]

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Soon after I started traveling to disaster cleanup sites — my Dirty Gigs — I was faced with a dilemma. Should I critique or review a hotel in which I live for two weeks or more? Would that be fair, since in the span of oh, say, 30 days, you probably get to [...]

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