JANUARY 2016 UPDATE: The Raccoon’s have occupied Ballard and have learned how to defeat the latch that is supposed to hold secure the food scraps we are instructed to save for some Green Reason. A neighbor has literally seen this happen, and all his extra effort to secure his bin has failed. Wednesday night as … More Garbage Cops: Seattle
Apparently the Washington Department of Corrections mistakenly got a memo from the Department of Fish and Wildlife, instructing certain species of fish be released upon capture. Failing to read the document closely the DOC altered their practices to allow big fish criminals to go free early. We were in Britain when the story broke. I … More The Washington Department of Corrections Catch and Release Program
When I was a kid the neighborhood left wing family included a couple of brothers who claimed that pot could not be made legal in the United States because the entire population would instantly become high. This has apparently become the case in Seattle. In Seattle the smell of that noxious weed is so regular … More Seattle: You Look Like Hell
Is there anything more obnoxious than leaf blowers? The guy across the street from me had one. You know the kind, they sound like this: Arghhhhhhhhhh! He also had cancer and so was off work. Apparently this made him bored. After he had finished blowing all the leaves on the ground into the street, he … More Leaf Blowers
The epic of the Nez Perce tribes retreat came to me as I struggled through a second season with this machine. The events of 1877 have the same ending as my purchase of this product in 2012; surrender in 2013. Rather than the U.S. Cavalry, my nemesis is the winding the spool. Clear, and direct … More My Grass Trimmer: I Shall Fight No More Forever
It being the holidays and my daughter having flown home I loaned her my Subaru and borrowed the older of two buicks my parents drive. Driving the 2000 Park Avenue is a little like piloting the aircraft carrier in Everett’s harbor, and as such we began calling it the USS Nimitz. There comes a time … More My Dad’s Buick
In the summer of 2006, I trekked again north to attorney John Weston’s cabin out in the wild. This time, I brought my then 12 year old, Johnny. It was time for Johnny to get away from the TV, the video games and other devices that require electricity, which comes at a premium when one … More Its Not That Easy, Being Green Part I
We woke the first morning in Weston’s cabin to see a moose across the creek feeding. In fact, we saw so many moose we decided they were an insurgency, and declared them to be the Moosahadeen. Beaver, muskrat and other four legged creatures thrived under a sky filled with raptors of one kind or another. … More Its Not That Easy Being Green Part II
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