Stripping and croquet: What’s not to like?
You want to make the most of these longest days of the year.
So here are 10 suggestions.
1. Head out the door at 4:45 a.m. and walk until your cell phone no longer picks up a signal. (Your mileage may vary.)
2. Sunup to sundown Wiffle Ball marathon. (“The crowd is on its feet as we head into the 98th inning.”)
3. Strip croquet and temporary tattoo contest. (Rules to be negotiated.)
4. Homemade ice cream flavor-fest and kids’ sleepover in backyard tents. (Do your Barney Fife impression: “Here at The Rock…”)
5. Go over to John Speare’s house and declare that you fear no beer. (Even the microbrews that taste like aspirin.)
6. Water balloons Olympics. (Create your own events.)
7. Squirt guns quick-draw tournament. (For fans of old TV Westerns.)
8. Sunglasses swap & summer-songs nostalgia. (“I can name that tune in three seconds.”)
9. Regale kids with stories of living on the edge. (“After we chugged our Fizzies and put away the bow and arrow set, out came the impaler Jarts.”)
10. Yield the floor to someone who grew up with lightning bugs. (“C’mon, Aunt Jeannie, tell us again about fireflies.”)
Never mind: The Slice question about who has gone the longest time without making a bed apparently lacked adequate precision. Most responding readers wanted a more exact definition of just what qualifies as having made a bed.
In any event, it sounds like at least a few local people have streaks going that could be counted in decades.
And I’ve decided to not declare a winner in the competition to see who could write the best headline for a future John Blanchette column. Some of the submissions were OK. It’s just that they didn’t really nail the tone.
I looked hard at “Research Indicates Bicycle Racing is Not a Sport.”
I don’t know that the columnist believes that. But some 20 years ago, he understandably made a face about the word “criterium.”
And there was merit in another reader’s prediction that someday an SR sports headline referring to WSU basketball recruit Patrick Simon will begin with “Simon Says.” But no cigar.
Today’s Slice question: How many people reading this turn 50 this weekend?