200,000 gallons of oil are now soaking into the groundwater in South Dakota from a leak in the Keystone pipeline. I’m sure the EPA will get there and start fixing things … what’s that, there’s no EPA anymore. Yep, businesses always do what’s best so I’m sure the lack of oversight won’t hurt anyone.
Speaking of things that you never thought would hurt anyone. Senator Al Franken is now calling for an investigation into himself. Ten years ago he thought it would be funny to take a picture of himself groping a woman while she slept while out on a USO tour. It wasn’t. He has apologized and admitted his act. I’m pretty sure this will be the focus of Faux Newz for the next two weeks.
Santa Mueller has supenoed the Trumplestillskin campaign and seems to be closing in. Oh, I love to open my presents before Christmas. Please, Santa. Please put some handcuffs on a few Trumps.
THE KUSH is in deep trouble. He had undisclosed email contacts with Wikileaks during 2016. This doesn’t look good for the boy who flew too close to the sun. I wonder how Santa Mueller is going to roll this out. I’m betting Mueller is trying to strategically work out the arrests verses pardons chess game right now. I say arrest the Orange dude first. Take away his hamburgers for a day and he’ll start talking.
I know it might be considered torture, but maybe putting a souvlaki in front of him after not feeding him for two hours will get him to spill the beans.
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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