A friend looked at her marriage license after getting home the other night and only then discovered that, as a result of an error, it appeared she would be getting hitched to herself.
And that’s not legal, even in the Northwest.
Just wondering: Have you ever been driving on one of those parts of Interstate 90 with the bad ruts and, upon surveying a scene of everyone avoiding the center of their lanes, found yourself thinking that it looked like the worst outbreak of drunken driving in history?
Slice answer: “Yes, my boyfriend Bill Scott frequently sips lattes behind the wheel of his 1967 red Ford pickup (and it has a gun rack),” faxed Deer Park’s Cendi Blake. “His favorite is grande coconut with a double shot of espresso.”
Way worse than the West: The Northeast leads the nation in the percentage of bosses who cause workers to feel stressed out, according to a national survey reported in The Wall Street Journal.
A book title that caught our eye: “The Last Housewife,” a detective mystery. No, it’s not set in Spokane.
Reader of the month: The award goes to Chewelah’s Geneva Rainer. She objected to our printing vomiting stories. Here’s a snippet from her letter: “How utterly disgusting…How low can you get? We are supposed to see humor in this?” But she forgave us. And two days later, she wrote to tell about the time her sister sang in a choir with Peggy Lee and to say she wouldn’t mind being stuck in an elevator with Q6’s Rick Douglas.
The Grammar Lady who calls us “Bonehead” will not share the award.
Warm-up questions: Does anyone use “Love” stamps when mailing tax returns? Do people here who went to Wichita State, Wayne State or Wright State have to train themselves to not say they attended WSU?
Today’s Slice question: What local stretch of road could be known as the place where windshields go to die (or at least get cracked)?
MEMO: The Slice appears Monday, Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday on IN Life. Write The Slice at P.O. Box 2160, Spokane, WA 99210; call (509) 459-5470; fax (509) 459-5098.