President Agent Orange Julius Caesar Von Trumplestillskin and Senator Bob Corker are still twittering at each other. Trumplestillskin claims that Corker asked him for an endorsement and The Mini Peach Putin refused…this is, of course, a lie. For a guy who is such a straight shooter and truth teller, he sure lies a lot.
Speaking of lies. Mike “I’m So Stiff My Wife Never Irons My Clothes” Pence has gotten caught up in the Trump reality show. Pence went to watch a Colts game. (Where he tweeted a picture of him at a Colts game from three years ago. Here I am at the Colts game…in 2014.) The whole reason he went to the game was to walk out after the National Anthem. How do we know this? The pool reporters were told to stay in the van because Pence would be right back after the National Anthem. So, there you go. The Vice President is now Trumplestillskin’s photo-op meme boy.
In happier news, T-Rex Tillerson, James “Mad Dog” Mattis, and Steve “Grandma Glasses” Mnuchin have a junior high suicide pact. (This next part is partially fiction. Sometimes it’s hard to tell what is real and what I’m making up.) Apparently they all got drunk, found their way down to the White House basement, and swore to be best friends forever. Then they said, “If you get fired, I’ll quit.” They all cut their hands like in the movies and became blood brothers. Tillerson and Mattis probably need this kind of pact to keep our country from being destroyed, Mnuchin was just happy to have two friends. #lonelyboy#GrandmaGlasses#MyWifeHasTheCheckbook
As we all wait for the “storm” Trumplestillskin has promised is coming, let’s reflect on where we are…we have a three-year-old running our country (and when I say running, I mean he has a briefcase full of codes to destroy the world), we have a VP who took the time to fly to Indianapolis from Las Vegas on his way to Los Angeles so he could walk out on a protest about police brutality, and we have three cabinet secretaries who have promised to run to the nearest underground bunker if any of them are fired. Is this America’s finest moment? Maybe a close second?
If there is one thing future generations will wonder it is why this happened and why there wasn’t a Souvlaki Hut on every corner.
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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