Let’s start with the good news…it’ll be short. Jimmy Boy Scout Comey had a letter drafted exonerating Hillary for the email stuff before he was let go, given the sack, fired, told to hit the bricks, given the pink slip of life, shown the high road.
Steve Mnuchin was asked how the whole putting Harriet Tubman on the $20 bill is going and he was like…”Um… I just got back from looking at the gold at Fort Knox. I haven’t had time to draw out the portrait. You know I’m super busy making sure my wife doesn’t end up in jail for using my office to promote designer clothing.” #IWearOldLadyGlasses#AllMyPicturesLookLikeImSwallowingMyTongue#MAGA
You know what the administration of President Agent Orange Julius Caesar Trumpster-Fire and Fuhrer-The Mango Madman-Von Trumplestillskin does have time to get done? Revoking DACA. Yeah, so no time to get an African American hero on the twenty, but plenty of time to take away rights of kids who have grown up in the USA. Gee, why does this smell? Maybe it is because all of Trumplestillskin’s goals are the same goals of a 70-year-old white guy living in a trailer park in Alabama…a 70-year-old guy named Colonel, or Major, or Robert E Lee, or Bubba. The kind of guy who flies a confederate flag over his single wide and has a bumper sticker on his 1971 Dodge pickup that says, “Don’t Tread on Me… like you did in 1865.”
The Russian consulate in San Francisco is getting shuttered. This is good revenge. We should shut all Russian embassies in all interesting cities and open them in places like Corcoran, CA and Wichita, KS.
A Houston petrochemical plant is still having uncontrolled explosions. That’s okay, the guys in charge say that we don’t need to worry. This is how every zombie movie starts. The plant is described as one of the most dangerous in Texas. That’s like saying that you’re one of the dumbest people in Mississippi. I’m sure there is nothing to worry about it isn’t like North Korea has an atomic bomb and our country is being run by a junior high ASB president.
I’m going to eat a souvlaki for lunch. It might be my last chance.
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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