Friends in Low Places

I am not a big country and western fan, but there are a few I will bust into ‘harmony’ (or lack there of) with when they come on the radio, or Pandora or someone’s play list.  One it Garth Brooks’ Friends in Low Places.

Well I’ve got friends in low places, where the whiskey burns and the beer chases the blues away, and I’ll be okay….

Now I’ve got three friends who date back from the WSU days.  I’ve done many a post that involved Jim, Dave and Scott.

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We have helped each other time and again.  And even though we may see each other in person less than once a year (even less for Jim who is on the East Coast) our friendship never suffers.  Yesterday, it was my turn to call for help Continue reading “Friends in Low Places”

There was once a song!

My kid brother reminded me of a song, from the 70s I believe, that has this chorus:

You don’t tug on Superman’s cape
You don’t spit in the wind
You don’t pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger and

And here is where I added my own verse

You don’t waste a sunny weekend in November!

Ok, ok it doesn’t rhyme, but it fits for this weekend… Continue reading “There was once a song!”

This is a whole different year

Last year I joked from November through March that we were having “The Year Without a Winter.”  It was a season where the rains never came, and the snow never flew in the Cascades.

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It was great for our hero and his cycling, I was able to ride all the time and not get drenched.  This year, at least so far, is shaping up to be different!  Continue reading “This is a whole different year”

I can do it!

As with most people, I am part of Facebook.  Unlike some, I like it a lot.  It keeps me up to date on what is going on, lets me tell stories. vent, poke the bears and, sometimes the best part, hide or delete those that annoy me the most.

Sometimes, though, you get pure gold! A post or picture that resonates.  This happened yesterday when I saw this

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Continue reading “I can do it!”

Its the doing that matters.

Every other Sunday or so, in addition to watching a new episode of The Walking Dead on AMC, I also get to take the Manchild home from his weekend with us. Over the years, certain traditions have developed.  He get’s to DJ the radio, he likes to check out cool cars (and cute girls in cars)  and we talk for the entire trip.

The talks can revolve around video games, school work, The Walking Dead or whatever pops into our heads.  This week, after passing people playing soccer in the rain, we started talking about the sports he has been involved with over the years. Continue reading “Its the doing that matters.”

It always got me home

Well folks, there are times when people say “it’s the end of an era”. It’s usually when some long-term sports dude retires, or a long running TV show goes off the air.  Or even a favorite restaurant closes down.

Now I have no idea how long an era is, officially that is, but boys and girls, this week marks the end of an era for me.  Almost 19 years ago, a younger Mountainstroh bought a brand new, 1997  Ford Escort Station wagon. This week, 313, 000 miles later (no exaggeration) it had its last ride. Continue reading “It always got me home”