I’d like to take a moment to list just a few of the Marmot Lodge’s 2009 accomplishments.
Once again, we held no meetings.
There were no dues, no fun-runs, no T-shirts and no elections of officers.
But that might change in 2010. Emboldened by the modest success of The Slice’s gathering of former newspaper boys and girls last spring, I’m considering a massing of the marmots. Maybe next summer.
I know, I’ve said that before. But this time I mean it.
Right now, I’m the only one who knows the secret handshake. And that just doesn’t seem right.
Stay tuned. E Pluribus Marmot.
Life in Spokane: A little kid on an STA bus repeatedly yelling “I love you” can get on your nerves.
Looking ahead to First Night alternatives: The “Sci-Fi” channel is now called “Syfy.” But there will still be a New Year’s Eve/New Year’s Day “Twilight Zone” marathon.
If Spokane or Moscow, Idaho, hosted the Last Chance Bowl (see Slice references to this idea going back to 2000): This year’s invited teams would be 0-12 Eastern Michigan and 0-12 Western Kentucky.
Just wondering: Yes, there’s a difference between two wheels and four. But if tire studs really aren’t effective, as some would have us believe, how come so many winter-riding bicyclists swear by them?
This is not an invitation to weigh in on whether studs should be banned. That’s a different discussion.
A friend who was born in December shared one of her pet peeves: “Birthday presents wrapped in Christmas paper.”
Warm-up question: Ever gotten a static electricity shock from a kiss?
Today’s Slice question: In your household, what’s the penalty for cross-container contamination? (You know, sticking a knife that has a trace of peanut butter on it into a jar of jam or dipping a spoon coated with flecks of baked potato back into the sour cream.)