March 26, 2015
“There’s no sense a-tall,” said Alphonse “Windy” Wilson, “in climbin’ a mountain. Why, you can percolate up to the top and what do you get? Tired.”
March 19, 2015
As a prequel to the morning coffee inhalation down at the Mule Barn coffee shop, the members of the world dilemma think tank were found at the break of day, armed with fly rods, in their other guise as charter members of the Lewis Creek Piscatorial Pursuit Alliance.
“I like your presentation, Dud,” said Doc, waving his hand-tied midge through the air.
March 12, 2015
“Whenever we get tired of breathing the same air,” said Doc, “along comes spring.”
March 5, 2015
Last week, King County Elections certified results of the February bond proposition. It is now official: Local voters have approved the bond measure by a strong margin.
March 5, 2015
“It’s all watermelon’s fault,” said Steve, shaking his head and sliding in to the philosophy counter.
March 1, 2015
When Steve and Dud got up to go get a paper, it left just Doc and Bert sitting at the philosophy counter of the Mule Barn truck stop. Bert turned his head and smirked a little, being careful not to let Doc see him. Doc also didn’t see Dud outside, punching in a number on his cell phone while Steve stood by as a cheerleader.
February 19, 2015
It might have been the winter doldrums that did it. You can never be sure of these things. It’s just that … well, Doc is one of those guys who can’t stand to see anyone bored. He claims it’s bad for their inner chemistry, and since he has more initials after his name than anyone else in town, we tend to listen to him.
February 12, 2015
Somehow the snow is a little like Christmas. We can expect it. We can listen to the television weather and expect it. But still, when it comes, it’s like a gift a wonderful unwrapped gift, because it is the wrapping.
February 5, 2015
Mabel Adams was out the other day, with her new walker, the one with the basket on it, and a seat for sitting when she gets tired.
January 29, 2015
Steve was out in the Mule Barn parking lot the other day, tightening something with his wrenches under the hood of his pickup truck. The rest of us stood around, looking wise, and sipping coffee.