Friday, April 12, 2013

Rick Rizzs

Rick...did I just hear you say, "the bat flied out of the hands of Shoppach"? Well...I know I did...kinda funny, eh? Flied!?

Rick...what say you get your partner, Aaron, to stop saying things like, "top two, bottom three" etc.?

That sounds just too much like California talk. I don't like it. Dave Simms does that all the time and I just turn off the radio.

It's better to say, "top of the second" and "bottom of the third", don't you think? What say we speak "Northwest" rather than "California"?

Okay...what say you convince "Bone" to get off those truck ads. He has no voice for radio and sounds downright stupid. If I were shopping for a car or truck, I'd definitely be swayed to go to the place where the guy always ends up saying, "yippee aye o kayea". (I have no idea how to properly spell that!) However, I would certainly NOT be swayed by Bone's ads!

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Meteor over Fall City

Okay...Monday night was unusually clear. I could even see stars in the sky! It was so nice to have a (mostly) cloudless night so I stayed outside to enjoy the view for a while. Then...an extremely bright and large meteor streaked across the entire sky. It left a trail behind it as it passed.
So...considering all the recent news about UFOs and other meteors, I can't imagine I was the only person to experience this one...but there was nothing at all in the news. Nothing! Of course, most people around here don't even bother to go outside and look up...it's usually cloudy and/or raining. Anyway, it was a spectacular thing to see and maybe I am the only human to have seen it.

Monday, April 1, 2013

Easter in Fall City


I realize no one cares about my Easter. However, here it is...
For the big meal...
Lack of Lamb and Easter Bunnies too!
(That's not to be confused with Rack of Lamb and Easter Bunny stew. It's a lack of lamb and/or Easter Bunnies.)
It was actually a dinner of chicken and smashed potatoes with barking dogs nearby and hundreds of swallows (probably Cliff Swallows) overhead. They dart around like little jet fighters, eating bugs on the wing and...very shortly after sunset, many of them seem to morph into bats. Then, with the swallow population in remission for the night, the bats take over the aerial feeding frenzy. (In the next few weeks, I expect all the other swallows to appear...Barn, bank, violet/green, etc....everthing but Purple Martins!)

There were no hidden eggs on Easter.
There was no basket, no jelly beans, no chocolate bunny, no hidden eggs, no, "Happy Easter!", no Peeps, not much of anything here. 
Easter came and went the same as every other day. Alas...it's not so good to be an olde man, eh? Time is a relentless foe.
So many years ago, Easter was a day of joy with all the goodies to be consumed...everyone got together and celebrated with a big feast. Well...the "meaning of Easter" isn't so different from "the meaning of Christmas". It's irrelevant. It's just a holiday for us. A day to get together and...enjoy. 
Well, even though there was no "getting together", today, the sun shines brightly here in Fall City. The Billabong across the street is churning out millions of bugs for the swallows (and bats) to consume and summer is threatening to show up for the first time in several years. Perhaps, the gardens will produce something other than just potatoes this year. That would be nice!