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Sometimes, it’s just better to say you worship the ‘Idol’

The problem with saying that you have never seen one minute of “American Idol” is that it can make you sound like a certain kind of “I don’t watch TV” person.

And that’s probably not what you mean.

Let’s move on.

Slice answer: “Without a doubt we have to nominate Ryan Snyder of Coeur d’Alene as the most obsessed person regarding firewood,” wrote Bob Stanley. “That is all he talks about and we swear that the smell of chain saw gas must be like cologne to him. He started talking about cutting firewood before the snow even started to melt this year and hasn’t stopped since.”

Insert rude gesture here: “Drivers in Western Washington think they’re more polite than their counterparts in the eastern part of the state, according to a new poll.” — Puget Sound Business Journal

You make the call: Fab or not?

This was a headline on the front page of Thursday’s (Portland) Oregonian: “Fun, fun, fun, here it comes: Beatlemania.”

OK, I get the allusion to the lyric “Sun, sun, sun.” But doesn’t seeing “Fun, fun, fun” first force you to think of the Beach Boys?

Just wondering: Do you expect the merger with Delta to improve service on Northwest flights?

Slice answers: “My favorite sweatshirt sports paw prints of a favorite long-deceased cat,” wrote Kimberly Bush. “I was painting the railing of our house and she jumped on the wet paint and then onto my shoulder.”

It can be hard to put a price on sentimental value. But Jeff Sandler took a shot.

“I have a Gonzaga sweatshirt that my daughter gave me,” he wrote. “I figure it’s worth somewhere in the neighborhood of $20,000.”

Today’s Slice question: Do publications that accept pets-for-sale advertising contribute to the problem of cat/dog overpopulation?

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