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The Slice : One squirrelly prognosticator suggests white winter lies ahead

Paul Turner The Spokesman-Review

Those who love hot summers certainly got their wish.

So what’s in store for skiers and others who crave snowy winters?

Well, according to The Old Slice Almanac and at least one Spokane squirrel, the Inland Northwest is in for blizzard after blizzard.

Just wait and see.

So, I give up: Next time I’m on the phone with someone in another part of the country and I am confronted with the assumption that Spokane is a Seattle suburb, I’m just going to go along with it.

“Yes. A Seattle suburb. Right.”

Then, later, if the person on the other end of the call figures out that the cities are about 300 miles apart, I’ll stick to my story.

“Yes, we’re an outer-ring bedroom community. Of course, we don’t get to spend all that much time in bed because we have to get up early enough to allow for a five-hour morning commute.”

Memories of Camp Granada: Dennis LaMarche recently received an e-mail from camp. His son told about how he got slightly banged up in a mountain biking mishap.

Naturally, LaMarche was concerned. But he also had a hard time resisting the urge to hum a few lines of Allan Sherman’s “Hello Muddah, Hello Fadduh.”

Now I don’t want this should scare ya

But my bunkmate has malaria

This date in Slice history (1997): Liberty Lake girl writes home from camp – to her cats. She asks them to say “Hi” to her little brother.

I’m guessing it makes a statement about the environment: Pullman’s Mary Carloye was out taking a walk when a teenage boy talking on a cell phone strode past her.

She overheard him ask, “So, how many fast-food wrappers do you need to make your sculpture?”

Said Carloye, “That’s an artwork I’d like to see.”

North Idaho humor: A mention in The Slice the other day of altered signs reminded my friend Janet Lake of one she saw in tiny Lane, Idaho, years ago.

It was a street sign next to State Route 3. “It originally said ‘East Lane,’ but someone erased the bottom line of the capital E, turning it into ‘Fast Lane,’ ” wrote Lake. “It has since been replaced, though, and Fast Lane is only a memory.”

Oh, well. We’ll always have that Eagles song.

Today’s Slice question: Do those behavior reports that some day care facilities send home ever remind you of employee performance evaluations?