I hate it when I forget to declare a billion-dollar loan. I mean it happens, sometimes. If you’re THE KUSH it happens when you’re filling out your disclosure paperwork. Why would you forget? Maybe because you’re too busy meeting with Russians secretively, or maybe you did it on purpose because you know the disclosure will connect you to illegal activities.
Poor, poor Sean Spicy Spicy Spicer was seen last night leaving the White House…dragging a mini fridge down the driveway. This really happened. Maybe he is preparing to write a book about dragging a mini fridge around the country. (It’s been done: Round Ireland with a Fridge. Funny book.) I’d feel bad for the spicy one if he hadn’t spent the last 185 days lying. I can’t wait for his tell-all book: Life Under Fire: Sean Spicer’s Six Months on the grill.
We should have the orange faced Ompa Lompas drag off each ex-Trump employee. Watch your tiny racist back Sessions! The little men are looking for you.
Congress is voting to prevent Agent Orange Julius Caesar from removing sanctions on Russia. Yep, that doesn’t smell like something rotten in the state of the Union.
Why is my page titled South of the Strait? Well I live in a far corner of the United States. I live in a small town south of the Strait of Juan de Fuca. If I was going to throw a rock across the strait it would land in Canada. I used to be an English teacher. I have worked in Westport, Port Angeles, and Sequim, Washington... and I did two years of substitute teaching in Coalinga, California.
I've moved around a lot, living in: Sterling,Kansas; Chicago; Jordan, Montana; Lemoore, California; Auckland, New Zealand; Spokane, Washington; Gambier, Ohio.
What do I write? For WordPress I used to print once a week for general comments. I wrote reviews of music concerts my daughter made me attend. (Each month she would want us to drive to Seattle to see a music group. I usually stood in the back watching weird stuff.) I also wrote about trips I have taken in Europe where I liked getting lost. I also wrote during the few months when my son was treated for cancer. (He is officially free of cancer of five years.) About three years ago I decided to stop writing blogs so I could concentrate on writing a few books. I have completed three books...or maybe four. I have now compiled my short stories poems and memoirs on Amazon. You can get it at Amazon now..."A Work In Progress"--Jon Eekhoff. I have been very close to getting a printed book called "Lost Summer" but I was never offered $1,000,000.00. (It's set in Paris, 1920's, with baseball, writers, artist, and actually true stuff.) I wrote a book about college basketball called "Laidlaw." It's kind of a mix of "Moby Dick" and a coach who is about to get fired so he takes his team out for a free drive around the West. My most recent book is "California Tales." These are connected stories about the missionary churches in California. They are sad, funny, inspiring, and odd. I had the entire book done in my head and had just one section to finish the next day...and that is when I fell 20 feet from my roof and landed on the cement. (Like a lot of men, I thought I could maintain my own roof instead of leaving it to the professionals.) I don't remember anything about my accident but I am told I was flown to Harborview Medical Center in Seattle. Though conscious and responsive after surgery to remove part of my skull, I don't remember anything from my first month there. I spent another month of Harborview working on walking, speaking, and writing. That was two years ago. As a TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury) survivor, I could have quit writing, but I am not going to quit. I work with the University of Washington Speech and Hearing Clinic.
So, here I am. I am married and live here in Sequim with my wife Cheryl. Our kids live in nearby cities. Writing is now an exhausting exercise, but something I plan to keep working on.
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