The Slice: Something fishy about those flames

‘Last night while grilling, my husband Tom innovated a new recipe which we call alder-planked salmon flambeau,” wrote one of my regular correspondents.

She offered to fetch the fire extinguisher, but he managed to douse the fishy flames with a watering can.

Modern life: Someone hijacked the email address used by Betty Prescott’s daughter. One immediate result was a message with the daughter’s name going to her boss. It suggested that he might need help with erectile dysfunction.

Hitchin’ a ride: Trudy Girkins was paying for gasoline on Northwest Boulevard when a man standing behind her said, “Your cat just climbed out from under your car.”

Girkins doesn’t have a cat.

When she looked she saw that she had been providing taxi service for a marmot.

She theorized that the animal got up under her vehicle when Girkins took her kids to Riverfront Park.

“He safely made it across the busy street and into a residential area,” she said. “I wonder what happened after.”

Maybe he found his way to an all-rodents poker game.

“Hey, Morrie! Where have been? We’ve been waiting forever.”

“Ah, I had a bear of a time getting a ride. Deal the cards.”

The last time you flipped someone off: For Joan Milton, it was earlier this summer.

She was taking part in the “Chelan Man” modified triathlon. “When it was time to start the 50-and-over crowd, we entered the water and were waiting for the countdown,” she wrote.

Some spectator, a guy who finds himself amusing, yelled, “Way to go seniors!” and laughed loudly.

“On behalf of all my 50-year-old-plus competitors, I raised the one finger salute.”

Your garden’s No. 1 enemy: “Odocoileus virginianus,” wrote Curt Olsen.

You know, deer.

A kid who might be famous one day: Since he was 5, Anita Eaton’s 6-year-old grandson, Matthew, has been saying “When I am president …”

Today’s Slice question: Hot dogs: yes or no?