MSM Reporting – October 24, 2020

In 1L and 32oz bottles “…and in other news we have a breaking story of national significance.  From the field, our roving reporter, Bill Pointpen, with a live report.  Take it away Bill…” “…Thank you, Wally.  I’m driving with the film crew up Interstate Five toward the small town of Blaine in Washington state. TheContinue reading “MSM Reporting – October 24, 2020”

Community Service – October 23, 2020

Pickup on line 5… Consulting gigs off for the COVID restrictions and the difficulty of submitting bids, not being able to tour prospects’ current facilities, I’d fairly-well caught-up on household chores and projects.  The yard couldn’t take another mowing.  It shudders when it hears the mower start.  The garden had been cleared, sheep manure spreadContinue reading “Community Service – October 23, 2020”

Once Upon A Time No. 2 – October 21, 2020

Big Bad Got a Bum Rap “Yo, Pete!  Izzat you Pete?  Pete Peters?” “Guilty!”  I turned to see none other than Jacques Benstokk coming out of the High Sheriff’s Tax Assessment and Revenue Collections hut.  I’d unhappily finished my business there thirty minutes before.  Pumpkin farming stinko this year anyway, Chauncy Eldor, one of theContinue reading “Once Upon A Time No. 2 – October 21, 2020”

Redress – for October 19, 2020

Jerrod Winkler, head of the NBA Owners and Players Association, was understandably curious as to why, and more so how, a hodgepodge group of individuals had managed a one-hour slot in his schedule. From the disparate membership roster, he certainly assumed some charitable effort or some social cause the NBA certainly could reap good pressContinue reading “Redress – for October 19, 2020”

Groceries – October 16, 2020

Once again, it was time to trip to the local chain grocery to resupply. Not critical.  Just routine, so as not to “suddenly” be out of flour, sugar, coffee, or such.  And fresh veggies.  Limited shelf life, you know, necessitating trips to the grocery every week to ten days, those veggies. A year or soContinue reading “Groceries – October 16, 2020”

Nine-sixteenths – October 14, 2020

Chasing parts for a pump repair back at the farm, I found myself downtown last week.  Passed by the always open bay door of Pauli’s Auto Repair Shop.  There’s no Pauli there anymore.  Pauli was Dave’s dad, a widower for years.  As a matter of fact, I can’t myself remember Dave’s mom and I fancyContinue reading “Nine-sixteenths – October 14, 2020”

At the Co-op – October 12, 2020

Clayton and I were sitting at the gathering table in the elevator office, chatting one thing or another waiting for our weight and moisture receipts when Jackson came through the outside door from the big silos, dripping rainwater everywhere. “Jackson!” I commenced to pester him, seeing how’s he’s such a tight ass, so serious allContinue reading “At the Co-op – October 12, 2020”