Posts tagged: The Wednesday Slice question
What were the circumstances when you first smoked marijuana?
Do you count the pills after coming home with prescription refills?
When expecting an important call, have you ever scurried out of the bathroom with your pants about your ankles in hopes of answering the phone in time?
How many times has your name appeared in The Spokesman-Review?
How did you manage to crack the screen on your portable Internet device?
How would sports fandom be different in the Northwest if, like in Wisconsin, Washington's pro football team was based far away from the big city?
Is there such a thing as overall workplace morale or is employee happiness and satisfaction always an individual case-by-case matter?
How would Spokane be different today if Bing Crosby had come back to live here after becoming a star?
In which camp do you reside — poinsettias are deadly to cats or “That has been pretty well debunked”?
Is every parent able to recall a record-breaking public tantrum thrown by each child?
How did it go when you celebrated Thanksgiving with the extended family of someone you were dating?
If you could magically alter the operation, location, flight offerings or whatever of Spokane International Airport to make it better suit your needs, what would you change?
If you watched, what did you learn from the PBS “American Masters” look back at Jimi Hendrix?
OK. I'll start. If I ever knew it, I had forgotten that he had enlisted in the Army.
Ranked in order of probability, what are the three most likely outcomes of a Spokane man joining a couple of yoga classes in hopes of meeting women?
How do you react to editorial page political endorsements?
When speaking of directions, locations and areas within Spokane, has anyone ever said “Up South”?
What do you suppose the partially undressed baristas really think of their customers?
What actor or actress would you want to portray you in the sprawling saga/blockbuster movie about your family? (Feel free to pick one for your younger self and another for your current age.)
What bugs you about Spokane bicyclists?
A) I don't like people who have made choices that are not identical to my own. B) They get in my way on the road. C) Some are erratic. D) The costumes. E) Many of them seem reasonably fit and I am not.
F) A city exists to serve the drivers of automobiles and they don't seem to understand that. G) They don't fight back with adequate vigor when a cyclist-hater makes the ludicrous assertion that bicyclists don't pay taxes. H) Unlike those behind the wheel of cars, they don't always obey the law. I) I suspect some of them don't have sullen children and crushing mortgages. J) It bugs me when I'm in my car and I inappropriately stop to unnecessarily yield the right of way and the guy on the bike acts like I've simply confused everything. Well, excuuuuuuse me.
K) I just know that at least half of the ones illegally riding on sidewalks downtown are named in outstanding warrants. L) They're always whining about having their bikes stolen. M) Some who ride in the dark don't have lights. N) I suspect many of them do not vote for candidates of whom I would approve. O) Bikes on city streets? Isn't that the sort of insanity you would encounter in Seattle or Portland?.
P) I don't approve of the Idaho stop law. Q) Those helmets — it's like they don't trust me and my fellow car drivers. R) I'm sorry, but I just don't like seeing butts ahead of me in traffic. S) I don't enjoy being reminded that I get zero exercise. T) Those people who ride their bikes to work? They're all doping.
U) They want special rights. V) Letting them use the roads robs me of my freedom. W) Bikes are for children. X) They are so smug. They pronounce “France” as if it's “Frahns.” Y) A cyclist will ask what bugs you about bike riders and then offer multiple-choice answers largely designed to make cyclist-haters seem like uninformed, reactionary pinheads. Z) Other.
In my father's final years, as he approached 90, he set some records for inflated crowd estimates.
I would call my parents and ask about their day. “It was like Grand Central Station over here,” my dad would say.
Further probing would inevitably reveal that something like two visitors had stopped by to see my folks. Even if the company didn't actually cross paths, it was always “Grand Central Station.”
Though he grew up in a small town, my father was born in New York City. So I suppose he had a right to that reference, hyperbolic as it was.
So here's the question. When people who have lived their whole lives in the West get to be a certain age, what image do they trot out to characterize bustling activity?