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The Slice: Reward would fit to a ‘T’
The Slice heard about a 6-year-old named Cecilia who told her dad, “If we rescue animals our whole lives, we get a T-shirt!”
I haven’t done an exhaustive survey: But it would appear that Spokane roofers prefer country music.
Speaking of country music: A reader telling about some early-morning noise issues in Greenacres gave me the idea for a band name: Rooster Problem.
A friend wonders: If those who wear hoodies much of the year welcome cold weather because it lessens the likelihood that others will assume they are named in outstanding warrants.
Slice quiz: I’ll send a coveted reporter’s notebook to at least one reader correctly identifying the indirect Spokane connection to the 1962 hit song “Johnny Angel.”
Today’s Inland Northwest dietary regimen: “I love elk meat, so I must be an elk-aholic,” said Jeannie Maki.
Might as well jump: Judy McKeehan saw the question about young people drawing a blank when someone mentions Bing Crosby. It reminded her of a story.
“Once, while substitute teaching at Cheney High School, they were auditioning for ‘Music Man’ and I mentioned to the class that I had seen ‘Music Man’ in London with Van Johnson. Complete silence. Then one sweet young thing said, ‘I saw Van Halen with my brother!’ ”
Warm-up question: How many people around here still listen to music on equipment purchased at Hal’s Stereo in downtown Spokane?
Today’s Slice question: Which was the name of a local zoo?
A) “Walk, Don’t Run.” B) “Walk the Line.” C) “Walk This Way.” D) “Walk Hard.” E) “A Walk to Remember.” F) “Walk in the Wild.” G) “Walk the Talk.” H) “Walking the Floor Over You.”
If you honestly don’t know, feel free to call me. It will afford me the opportunity to give you The Slice’s patented start-of-the-week pep talk.
Too shy to call? OK, I’ll go ahead and tell. The correct answer is F, of course. And the Monday pep talk is something my late father, a boxer in college before World War II, used to say.
“Keep punchin’.”