Life in the fast lane--where's the on ramp?

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Monday, December 1, 2025

Looking Back:

January 1953, the western slope of the Cascade mountain range in Washington State. There was a record snowfall: well over 3 feet at lower elevations and even more high up the mountainsides and in the passes. The snow closed both White Pass and Snoqualmie, the two east-west major highways that... Sign in to see full entry.

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Remember Elvis? Here's a bit of one of his:

"You ain't nothin' but a hound dog, cryin' all the time. You ain't nothin' but a hound dog, cryin' all the time. You ain't never caught a rabbit and you ain't no friend of mine." Weird what comes into your mind as you put on your wool socks and tie your shoes. Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, November 29, 2025

Something Mother Used to Sing

"I don't want to play in your yard, I don't like you anymore. You'll be sorry when you see me Sliding down our cellar door. You can't holler down our rain barrel, Shinny up the apple tree. I don't want to play in your yard, Cause you won't be nice to me." Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, November 28, 2025

After A Wedding...

A distant cousin of mine got married in the spring before I turned sixteen. Her mother and my mother had been close when they were children, and so our family went to the wedding. I was interested in the romantic formalities, the bride and groom kiss, the "I now pronounce you..." part of it. And the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, November 25, 2025

Solitaire, stories, etc...

Sometimes (often) as I click the plays on computer solitaire, the back of my mind slips into another place. Sometimes a story comes to mind. Sometimes I imagine the plays - a queen of hearts is moved onto the king of clubs, and this is followed by the jack of spaces, etc. A lovely woman falls for a... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, November 23, 2025

Pop-Up Ad

Today, a couple hours ago, I got a message from the Universe - a pop-up ad on my FB page with three words in Spanish: "no estas solo." I had a hunch what it meant, and Google confirmed. It was "You are not alone." Peace. Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, November 22, 2025

Math Challenged

Freshman year was tough at times. The toughest challenge was Algebra. Other classes -- history, geography, English literature and home economics were interesting. But algebra was pure hell. I just couldn't make any sense of it. The freshman algebra teacher was Lawrence Deacon, who was also the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, November 20, 2025

Harlan's Daddy

It was the summer between sophomore and junior year, June, when the strawberries ripen, and Mom had signed us up to pick berries at a commercial farm in the valley. We were paid a nickel a quart for our labor, which involved crawling along the rows, picking the berries that were just at the right... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, November 19, 2025

Foggy Morning

When I lived in Seattle, a city of steep hills that faces Puget Sound -- Elliott Bay -- and on clear mornings there's a view of the Coastal mountain range in the distance, we often woke up to the sound of foghorns. Ocean-going ships, freighters or cruise ships, are towed up to their berths by... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, November 18, 2025

Here 'tis

The only thing worse than a pedophile who lures or overpowers a child for his own momentary pleasure is a pedophile who gets away with it. They should all rot in hell. And in the case of the Epstein scandal - the conspiracies went far beyond nasty party games and abuse to financial crimes and... Sign in to see full entry.

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