You can’t handle the gooey truth

Truth teller or killjoy – you make the call.

It seems there is always someone who feels the need to read aloud the list of ingredients printed on the package of marshmallows.

OK, let’s move on.

“When your mother-in-law shows up in the honeymoon suite: Last month, Linda J. Thompson’s daughter, Katee, married her college sweetheart, Jack, in an outdoor ceremony in Spokane Valley.

The next morning at their hotel, Katee heard Jack chuckling. So she got up to find him watching TV. There on the screen was her mom (in her role as executive director of the Greater Spokane Substance Abuse Council).

Jack said he hadn’t really expected to encounter his mother-in-law in that setting.

Maybe there is such a thing as watching too much TV.

“Slice answers: Readers mentioned several problems that can arise when relieving oneself over the side of a boat. Let’s just say a couple of the scenarios involve losing your balance.

Jeannie Maki said she has never tried that particular trick. But the question reminded her of a related matter.

Perhaps this has happened to you. You are driving on some remote stretch of rural highway and there are no rest-stop options for miles and miles. But you’ve got to go.

You tell yourself you can wait. You try to take your mind off the call of nature.

Eventually, though, you decide you have no choice but to pull over and do your business near the side of the road.

You look in both directions. No traffic can be seen.

And then, the moment you put your plan into action, vehicles suddenly appear as if someone just opened a gate.

“Know what I mean?” wrote Maki. “Even in the middle of the desert in Nevada. No trees, no bushes – just you and the great outdoors and twenty million semis as soon as you get positioned for the deed.”

“One reader wonders: “I noticed that there are three babies in the paper today all named Aiden,” wrote Kristi Luttrull. “What do you think the record is for the number of babies born on the same day with the same name?”

I seem to remember a four-Caitlin day back in the early ‘90s, though all were spelled differently.

So what name do you suspect holds the modern era one-day S-R record? McKenzie? Madison? Duhkotah?

“Reader challenge: Compose lyrics for a song called “Viva Washtucna.”

“Today’s Slice question: When your co-workers make fun of you behind your back, what is their favorite observation?