I’M Dreaming Of A Sunny, Bright Christmas
I couldn’t resist pulling into the Independence Point parking lot Friday afternoon. I figured Huckleberries could wait. After all, what’s another missed deadline? The sun shined so brightly over Casco Bay the reflection off Lake Coeur d’Alene hurt my eyes. Ducks bobbed for food. And City Beach was empty except for a single beachcomber. I couldn’t believe it was Dec. 6. In my 20 years in the Northwest, I’ve experienced one other winter this pleasant, about 15 years ago in Lewiston. I know, of course, that such weather is bad for ski resorts. I wish their operators no harm. I’m sure, however, I’m not the only one who’s singing, “Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.”
Santa came to town
Sam Mallory, 4, son of Alan and Dorie Mallory of Athol, was stunned when he saw Santa in Seattle. Excitedly, the boy spilled out his wish list. Then, ere he walked out of sight, Sam shouted to Santa, “Now, remember, I’m from Idaho.” Well, imagine Sam’s amazement the next day when he bumped into his old pal Santa again at Factory Outlets in Post Falls. The boy was speechless. Finally, he blurted out, “How did you get here so quick?” Replied the merry elf: “I drove all night.”
Where are they now?
Khris Bershers, late of Congressman Helen Chenoweth’s office, now is flacking for the National League of Cities. In fact, Khris will be moving into her Washington office today, after spending the weekend in Coeur d’Alene with her parents. She met Colin Powell Thursday at a convention in Philadelphia. And, when I talked to her Friday, she was kicking herself still that she didn’t have her autograph book with her when she met the famous general.
Out in Idaho
During a recent skit for “A Prairie Home Companion,” a radio character named Buddy told his dysfunctional family where he’d been hiding out. Said he: “I became a skinhead and joined the Aryan Nations in North Idaho.” Ouch! … Commissioner Ron Rankin didn’t think it was funny when Kootenai County was billed $50.41 for a book ex-Demo chief Bob Brown lost at the hoosegow. But his elected playmates did. Brown misplaced the book while serving time for a sex crime. … Because you asked: Yes, the City Council gave the Hagadone Corp. permission to close the universe’s longest floating boardwalk for its light display. So, at ease, troops. … Seems two teens worked up an appetite while fighting up in Bonner County. Afterward, reports the Daily Bee, they “ate each other’s cars.” Yum.
Isn’t it eerie that the first names of FBI sniper Horiuchi and Boundary County Prosecutor Denise Woodbury’s husband are Lon? What are the odds? … Did you miss the impromptu debate between KREM-TV anchorwoman Nadine Woodward and her weatherman over the pronunciation of the seventh planet? He said, “Yoorinis.” She said, “Youranus.” And, you know what? They’re both right. But the “Seinfeld” routine was worth the price of admission. … Quoth columnist Bruce Jenkins of the San Francisco Chronicle: “It’s OK for Washington State to play in the Rose Bowl, as long as the Cougars leave those horrible red home uniforms in Pullman. Can we get that in writing?” … Some cynics in the large Coeur d’Alene crowd waiting for the light display Nov. 28 grumbled when they saw Duane Hagadone standing above them on the Hagadone Corp. roof. They didn’t like the symbolism. But a woman in the darkness put the scene into perspective. Said she: “I don’t mind as long as he doesn’t sing, “Don’t Cry for Me, Argentina.”
At the Northwest Mining Association convention Friday, congressional aide Nils Johnson took issue with the introduction for spokeswoman Holly Houston. While she may live in a state known for russets and “famous potatoes,” said he, Holly’s no “common-tater.” Get it? Commentator. And now we’ve officially reached the barrel’s bottom. I’m outta here.
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