700 Pages, No Tan Lines! Sun Stories: Tales From A Tanning Salon

I was working at a local media company here in Philadelphia. One of my advertising clients was a tanning salon. I became friendly with the owner. He was always complaining about his staff. I asked if I could start moonlighting there for some extra income.

He immediately hired me. One shift became two, then three, and within a month or so, I became full-time. I was tired of working at the media company where I was currently employed. A publication that was no longer relevant in this city. Print was basically dead, but tanning salons were hanging by a thread.

But I enjoyed working there. It was a fun job. I met a lot of great people during my time there. But with every job, there are always challenges… and temptations.

Sun Stories: Tales from a Tanning Salon, takes you on a sunny, and sometimes dark journey of my time working there. It’s filled with funny, unique, and sometimes cringe-worthy tanning stories. But there were other forces at work there. What began as an easy part-time gig, slowly evolved into a story filled with love, obsession, sex, and misadventure.

Definitely NSFW!

Not my best work.

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PHICKLEPHILLY 2: He Found Love…But Can He Keep It?

Phicklephilly 2 is the sequel to the best-selling book, Phicklephilly: One Man’s Journey to Find Love in Philadelphia.

In the first book, our hero returned to the city in search of the perfect girlfriend. It was a funny, and sometimes heart-wrenching tale of a man trying to navigate the pitfalls of the modern dating world. After two failed relationships, he turns to online dating. He goes on several crazy dates but finally finds a woman he really likes. She’s a bright, unique beauty, but like all relationships, they face several challenges.

Phicklephilly 2 continues his journey and walks you through what it’s like being in a relationship and the dynamics that play out inside of city living. But several factors work against them both at every step. Will the couple survive the pitfalls and demands of being in an exclusive committed relationship?

He doesn’t always do what’s right, but neither does she. This is his own intimate story of what that’s been like for him. Join him to see if he wins… or loses again. There are always three sides to every story. His side, her side… and the truth.

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A Summer Afternoon on Magee Street

In the heart of Lawndale, a small enclave in the suburbs of Philadelphia, the summer of 1969 brought with it the enchantment of carefree afternoons. The neighborhood streets echoed with the laughter and chatter of girls playing jump rope, hopscotch, and a myriad of outdoor games beneath the warm, golden sun.

A group of friends, led by the spirited Jane, gathered in the middle of Magee Street, where the asphalt became their canvas for hopscotch adventures. Chalk in hand, they meticulously drew the numbered squares, each one a portal to a world of imagination and friendly competition. The click-clack of stones against the pavement, accompanied by giggles and cheers, created a symphony of nostalgic delight.

Jump ropes, with their handles worn from countless twirls, became the catalyst for rhythmic chants and synchronized jumps. Deneen and Margie took turns showcasing their agility, their faces beaming with the thrill of each successful hop. The neighborhood echoed with the familiar tunes of rhymes passed down through generations, creating a timeless soundtrack to these idyllic summer days.

Lawndale’s streets transformed into a playground, where innocence thrived and friendships blossomed. Sidewalks became racetracks for enthusiastic bike races, and the distant jingle of the ice cream truck became a siren’s call, prompting a chorus of eager voices and the jingling of spare change.

Underneath the shade of towering maple trees, the girls gathered on their front steps, their mothers’ homemade lemonade cooling them from the inside out. They shared dreams, whispered secrets, and reveled in the simplicity of a summer day spent outdoors.

As the sun began its descent, the mothers called from porches, signaling the approaching dinner hour. Reluctantly, the girls dispersed, their laughter lingering in the air like a sweet melody.

Lawndale, in the summer of the 60s and 70s, was a haven where the sidewalks became canvases, and the streets transformed into stages for the timeless games that knit together the fabric of childhood memories. And so, the echoes of laughter and the rustle of jump ropes would linger, carried on the warm evening breeze, a testament to the enduring magic of those cherished Lawndale summers.

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Just When You Thought It Was Safe To Jump Back In The Dating Pool… Here’s CRAZY DATING STORIES

Here is the complete collection of all of the Crazy Dating Stories books in one anthology. If you like reading about true stories about dates from hell, then you’re in for a treat. I dare you not to laugh at these insane tales from my life in the dating world over the last 30 years.

Sometimes funny, sometimes stomach-churning, it’s all here in its uncensored glory for your reading pleasure! You’ve been warned!

In “CRAZY DATING STORIES,” embark on a rollercoaster journey through the unpredictable landscape of modern romance. Brace yourself for a whirlwind of hilarious mishaps, unexpected connections, and jaw-dropping encounters that will leave you laughing, cringing, and nodding in empathetic understanding.

As our intrepid author navigates the wild world of dating, you’ll find yourself immersed in tales of comical misunderstandings, awkward encounters, and heartwarming moments of connection. From disastrous blind dates to unexpected serendipity, these stories will have you questioning the very nature of love and human connection. But “CRAZY DATING STORIES” isn’t just about the misadventures; it’s a journey of self-discovery.

Along the way, you’ll witness our author’s growth, resilience, and the enduring hope that keeps them diving headfirst into the dating pool, no matter how many curveballs life throws their way.

So, prepare to laugh, gasp, and perhaps even shed a tear as you delve into the pages of this candid, entertaining, and ultimately heartwarming collection of dating escapades. “CRAZY DATING STORIES” is a testament to the enduring spirit of those who dare to seek love in the face of chaos.

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Beyond the Tracks

In the early spring of 1973, a group of adventurous boys from Lawndale set out on a quest to explore the wonders concealed within the lush woods and along the banks of Tookany Creek. Armed with curiosity and a sense of camaraderie, they ventured into nature’s playground on a warm and sunny day. The woods, just beyond the familiar streets of Lawndale, were a sanctuary of tall trees, their branches reaching skyward like cathedral spires.

The air was tinged with the sweet scent of blooming wildflowers as the boys followed a narrow trail that led them deeper into the heart of the forest. As they trod on the soft carpet of fallen leaves, their laughter echoed through the woods, accompanied by the distant melody of birdsong.

In their quest for adventure, they stumbled upon hidden clearings, secret hideouts beneath ancient oaks, and the occasional critter scampering away from their curious gazes. The murmuring sound of Tookany Creek beckoned them closer.

As they reached the creek’s edge, the boys marveled at the crystal-clear water, reflecting the azure sky above. Skipping stones across the surface became a competitive art, and the ripples of laughter mirrored the playful dance of the water beneath. Exploration led to discovery, and the boys encountered the wonders of the creek’s ecosystem. Frogs leaped from lily pads, dragonflies flitted through the air like living jewels, and the occasional splash hinted at the presence of fish beneath the surface.

Nature’s symphony played on, and the boys reveled in the harmony of their surroundings. After hours of adventure, the boys found a sunlit clearing beside Tookany Creek to rest and share tales of their explorations. With their imaginations fueled by the mysteries of the woods, they spoke of legendary creatures that might dwell in the shadows and undiscovered treasures hidden beneath the forest floor.

As the day waned, the boys reluctantly made their way back to Lawndale, their pockets filled with rocks, leaves, and the magic of a day well spent in nature’s embrace. The woods behind Lawndale and the serenity of Tookany Creek had become the backdrop for a timeless adventure, etching memories that would remain woven into the fabric of their childhood.

And so, with the setting sun casting long shadows through the trees, the boys of Lawndale returned home, their hearts filled with the joy of discovery and the promise of future escapades in the wonders of the woods.

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PHICKLEPHILLY: One Man’s Journey to Find Love In Philadelphia

This is where it all began! My very first published book!

Love at first swipe! One man’s story of returning to Philadelphia in search of the perfect girlfriend. Will he succeed or fail miserably in his quest to find love in this city?

This is a funny and sometimes heart-wrenching tale of a man trying to navigate the pitfalls of the modern dating world in the city of Philadelphia in the mid-2000s.

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5.0 out of 5 stars You will be entertained and educated!

Reviewed in the United States on February 18, 2020

I love this teaser. I found Phicklephilly online when he first started blogging, and I have not been disappointed. He had me at the post where he was hanging out with a beautiful woman he works with and having to carry around a large banner from a work event. He’s fun, thoughtful, and provides lots of life experience advice.

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A Ride on the Trolley in 1960s Philly

In the summer of 1967, the rhythmic clatter of the trolley echoed down Rising Sun Avenue in Lawndale, Philadelphia. With tokens in hand, a group of kids, their laughter ringing out like wind chimes, hopped aboard, eager for a joyous ride through the heart of their neighborhood.

Among them was Tommy, a freckled-faced boy with a heart full of curiosity. As the trolley rumbled along, he spotted a girl he hadn’t met before. She sat alone by the window, her eyes fixed on the passing scenery. Her name was Emily, a newcomer to Lawndale, and her family had recently moved into the charming brick house on Gilliam Street.

With a surge of courage, Tommy approached the empty seat next to Emily. “Mind if I join you?” he asked with a friendly grin. She looked up, a shy smile playing on her lips, and welcomed him to the seat beside her. As the trolley meandered through Lawndale, Tommy and Emily struck up a conversation. They shared stories of their favorite spots in the neighborhood, their favorite street games, and the thrill of summer adventures.

The warm evening breeze that wafted through the open windows carried with it the promise of something special. The trolley made its way past Kershner’s Corner Store and the familiar storefronts of Rising Sun Avenue.

Along the journey, a friendship blossomed between Tommy and Emily, their laughter blending seamlessly with the clinks and clangs of the trolley tracks. By the time they reached the end of the line, Tommy and Emily had discovered a shared love for simple pleasures and the magic of Lawndale’s close-knit community.

As they stepped off the trolley, the sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the neighborhood. With a twinkle in his eye, Tommy invited Emily to join him and their friends for an evening game of kick-the-can at the end of Magee Street. As the sun set on that summer day, the seeds of a special connection were planted in the heart of Lawndale—a friendship that held the promise of something sweeter, echoing the timeless tales of childhood crushes and summer romances.

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Breaking Free: My Journey from Vampiric Cravings to Inner Peace

In the shadows of my past, I once grappled with a vampiric bloodlust, an insatiable craving for the twin elixirs of alcohol and the transient thrill of youthful female company. It was a curse that enveloped my existence, casting a long and haunting shadow over the years. However, as dawn breaks on a new chapter, I find myself liberated from those chains, the vampiric allure fading into insignificance.

For far too long, I danced on the precipice of a hedonistic existence, drawn to the ephemeral euphoria that the pairing of alcohol and youthful exuberance seemed to promise. The allure of the night held me in its tight embrace, and I, like a vampire seeking sustenance, pursued my desires relentlessly.

Yet, a silent battle is waged within the depths of this nocturnal existence. The more I indulged, the more the vampiric cravings grew, gnawing at the edges of my sanity. It was a cycle of self-destruction, a dance with shadows that threatened to consume the very essence of who I was.

Then came a moment of clarity, a realization that the pursuit of ephemeral pleasure was robbing me of lasting peace. I stood at a crossroads, faced with a choice between the intoxicating allure of the night and the serene embrace of inner tranquility. At that moment, I chose peace.

Breaking free from the vampiric bloodlust was not a sudden vanquishing of demons; rather, it was a gradual shedding of layers that no longer served my highest self. The allure of alcohol lost its grip, and the quest for youthful companionship waned as I discovered the richness of solitude and self-reflection.

The curse lifted, and with it, a newfound clarity emerged. Sobriety became my ally, and the pursuit of genuine connections took precedence over the transient thrill of the night. In choosing peace over euphoria, I unearthed a reservoir of strength within myself that I never knew existed.

My life once ensnared in the web of vampiric desires, now unfolds with a simplicity that brings joy to my soul. The cacophony of the night has been replaced by the quietude of self-discovery, and the need for external validations has given way to a profound sense of inner contentment.

As the vampiric cravings fade into the recesses of memory, I find solace in the peace that accompanies this newfound chapter. The journey from bloodlust to tranquility is a personal triumph and a testament to the transformative power of choice.

In sharing this narrative, I hope to inspire others in similar struggles. There is strength in choosing a path aligned with inner peace, and liberation awaits those brave enough to break free from the vampiric chains that bind them. May the dawn of a new day bring with it the promise of healing, self-discovery, and lasting peace.

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The Secrets to Longevity: Beyond Diet and Exercise

In the quest for a long and fulfilling life, we often focus on diet and exercise, and rightly so. A balanced diet and regular physical activity are essential for maintaining good health. However, there’s more to longevity than just what you eat and how much you move. In this blog post, we’ll explore the often-overlooked factors that contribute to a long and vibrant life: human interaction, fulfilling work, and the importance of family and friends as a sense of community.

The Power of Human Interaction

1. Staying Socially Connected: Human beings are social creatures, and our well-being is intricately linked to our interactions with others. Strong social connections can lead to a longer and healthier life. Whether it’s spending time with friends and family, participating in group activities, or volunteering in your community, maintaining relationships and connections is a key factor in longevity.

2. A Sense of Community: Beyond individual relationships, a sense of community can provide a network of support and belonging. Knowing that you are part of something larger, whether it’s your neighborhood, a shared interest group, or a close-knit community, can offer a profound sense of unity and purpose.

The Importance of Family and Friends

1. Lifelong Bonds: The bonds we share with our family and friends are often some of the most enduring relationships in our lives. These connections offer emotional support, companionship, and a sense of belonging. Nurturing these bonds can contribute to a happier and longer life.

2. Shared Experiences: Family and friends provide opportunities to share experiences, both the joys and the challenges. These shared moments create lasting memories and strengthen the sense of community. Whether celebrating achievements or offering a shoulder to lean on during tough times, these shared experiences enhance our well-being.

The Role of Fulfilling Work

1. Mental Stimulation: Staying mentally active is crucial as we age. Engaging in work that challenges your mind and creativity keeps your cognitive functions sharp. Whether it’s pursuing a career, engaging in a hobby, or working on a personal project, stimulating your brain is an essential component of a long and healthy life.

2. Feeling Needed: Knowing that your work or contributions are valued and needed can provide a strong sense of purpose. Feeling needed is a powerful motivator, and it encourages individuals to stay active, both physically and mentally. The satisfaction of being essential to a group, project, or cause can have a profound impact on longevity.

Living in the Present

Staying present in the moment and appreciating the here and now is another key element in the quest for a long life. Engage in mindfulness practices, and meditation, or simply take a moment each day to savor the beauty and experiences around you. Stress reduction and a positive outlook on life have been linked to increased longevity.

A Glass of Wine, in Moderation

It’s no secret that enjoying a glass of wine can be a delightful and relaxing experience. In moderation, wine may even offer some health benefits, such as heart health and stress reduction. While it’s essential to be mindful of alcohol consumption, a little indulgence can indeed add to the quality of life.

Conclusion

In the pursuit of a long and fulfilling life, remember that diet and exercise are just part of the equation. Embrace human interaction, cultivate a sense of purpose, and stay mentally and emotionally engaged with the world around you. By living in the present, feeling needed, and enjoying life’s simple pleasures within a community of family and friends, you can unlock the secrets to a healthier and more joyful journey on this remarkable planet. And yes, a glass of wine in good company can be the perfect finishing touch to a life well-lived.

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LAWNDALE 2: The Terrifying Sequel You Never Saw Coming

Prepare to dive headfirst into the sordid underbelly of LAWNDALE in this jaw-dropping sequel that pulls absolutely no punches.

Who knew that beneath the picturesque façade lurked a web of deceit, scandals, and sensational twists that make even the wildest reality TV shows pale in comparison?

Meet the cast of characters whose lives are more tangled than a ball of yarn in the clutches of a pack of hyperactive kittens. If you ever visited this neighborhood it would be like sending a cub scout selling cookies into a village full of werewolves.

From pedophiles turned party planners to arson enthusiasts in “Arson and the Pyromaniacs,” this town has it all. Parents who beat their kids (and each other) while scheming drug deals over dinner parties. The alcoholics who moonlight as matchmakers for cheating spouses—after all, they’ve perfected the art of mixing things up. Like a trick-or-treat bag of apples filled with razor blades, this sequel has got it all.

But that’s just the tip of the iceberg. Brace yourself for the shocking expose of the infamous “Bullies Exposed” chapter, where secrets of teen sluts and bullies intertwine, revealing a community drowning in a sea of scandalous affairs.

Teen deaths? Oh, you’ll get those too, along with fatal illnesses and tragic accidents, just to keep things spicy. And if you thought your world couldn’t get any crazier, prepare yourself for the cameo of “Perverts in the Park,” where mental illness meets incest, meets fatal attractions—truly a recipe for disaster.

So, buckle up for LAWNDALE 2, where every page will leave you gasping, guffawing, and questioning whether you ever truly knew your neighbors. Because behind the picket fences and manicured lawns, a world of intrigue, debauchery, and chaos awaits. Just remember, this isn’t your grandmother’s LAWNDALE.

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APRIL FOOLS! There is no LAWNDALE 2