Tuesday, November 4, 2025
In my (much) younger days, when I lived at the edge of open range forest in the foothills of the Cascade mountains in western Washington, I spent a lot of time outdoors. I wandered the woodlands, crossed creeks by walking a narrow log that had either fallen or been placed from one creek bank to the... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, November 3, 2025
She's Back!
Dreamed last night that an ICE agent knocked on my front door, looking for the landscaper who takes care of my lawn, etc. I flat-out lied to the cop, even though he had a gun at his hip and some cohorts waiting in the van in case they caught up with a law-abiding legal immigrant going about his... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, October 29, 2025
Taking a break
I've decided to take a break from posting here. My muse has resigned and I have no interesting or funny stories to share. Will try to read posts produced by writers here, and if I've got anything useful to contribute, will comment. Thank you all for your kind and helpful comments. Peace. Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, October 25, 2025
Please Don't Spit on the Floor
Cascade Foothills, Western Washington -- In the late 1940s, the Salkum Post Office (in a corner of Talbott's General Store) was at the heart of town. Nearly everybody went there on a regular basis, often daily. Since it was such a rural area, there was no mail delivery to individual homes. Residents... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, October 24, 2025
The Kentuckian, Conclusion
The Kentuckian had been there in the 500 block of West Broadway for thirty years when Marie began tending bar there. It was a working-man's bar, sports on TV, a juke box, casual atmosphere, but enough young women stopped in after a day at the office to keep things interesting. Not all the guys were... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, October 23, 2025
The Kentuckian, cont'd
One Friday just after five o'clock, Roy Green walked into the Kentuckian with a woman who looked about his age. The friend looked around and took a seat in a booth, as Roy ordered drinks at the bar. "Who's your friend" Marie asked. Roy told her the girl's name was Sandy, that she'd been running a... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, October 22, 2025
The Kentuckian, cont'd.
Roy Green had worked at the print shop for five years. He'd started during his junior year at Alton High School and turned over part of his earnings to his parents to help out with the bills. Roy's older brother was in and out of the psych ward at the State Hospital, and sometimes got drunk and... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, October 21, 2025
The Kentuckian
Marie had been the bartender at the Kentuckian on Broadway for at least five years. She especially liked working the Friday night shift. It was payday for all the factories and small businesses along Broadway, and most of her regulars spent at least part of their week's pay on beer and burgers at... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, October 20, 2025
Honeymoon in Progress
As I was walking from my car to Walmart's front door, a young couple was just getting out of their car and he reached for her hand as the door shut behind her. They were smiling at one another, and I wished them good morning. Beautiful day, I said, and they agreed. And then he said they'd just... Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, October 18, 2025
FALL CLEANUP
Yesterday, after reviewing a few days' worth of posts, I went through and deleted those I considered negative and/or political. Blogit folks don't need one smidgen more of negativity. Nor do they need my feedback on political crap. So, if you planned to take a second look at one of those, I... Sign in to see full entry.