My husband is a huge Olympics fan, so I’ve spent the last two weeks sitting backseat to his watching all the events he can on TV.
It’s easy to imagine an arena full of Phish fans raising and waving their lighters to honor U.S. Attorney General Eric Holder for suggesting the feds might help states that legalize pot by allowing dispensaries to utilize banking services. Way to go, Super AG. That’s so incredibly righteous of you.
Because of snow and avalanche control, the east-west passes are shut down as I write today.
We have all experienced life’s ups and downs. Sometimes we feel we have been knocked off our feet, but we know we can’t give up.
Hundreds of millions of people will be following the 2014 Winter Olympics, even though the underwhelming motto (“Hot. Cool. Yours.”) sounds less like a paean to athletic excellence than the sort of progression that accompanies a court-ordered paternity suit.
I must admit I love snow - in the hills, on the lawn, in the fields – everywhere except on the sidewalks and streets.
The subject was love, of course, with Valentine’s Day upon us last week, and that’s why the grizzled and semi-grizzled members of the world dilemma think tank had settled upon it. Well, to be fair, they agreed to talk about someone else’s love life, naturally.
Every February, it is customary for our children and grandchildren to celebrate George Washington’s birthday, or President’s Day, by learning about the Father of our Country.
For the past 40 years or so, a movement has been afoot to make men more like women and women more like men.
The first pot with a tale to tell is the Teapot in Zillah.
So our Gov. Inslee is going all Obama on the state legislature and enacting his own executive privilege with a self-proclaimed moratorium on capital punishment.
The Seattle Times headline said it all: “Obama running out of reasons to reject Keystone XL.”
“…that unborn child has been carved in the hand of God from conception and is called by God to love…” - Mother Teresa
When interviewing foreign exchange students I always hope that I do not come off as the “Ugly American.”
From endangered salmon to the Spotted Owl, the Pacific Northwest has been the poster child when it comes to the Endangered Species Act (ESA).