July 15, 2014
The Northern Lights have seen queer sights,
But the queerest they ever did see
Was that night on the marge of Lake Lebarge
I cremated Sam McGee.
— Robert Service
I was the only one in the Providence Point pool that morning. There had been an exercise class, but it had cleared out. Large glass windows dominate one end of the pool and the sun was beginning its trek across the morning sky.
While floating on my back, I looked at the ceiling, only to be surprised by streaks of dancing light weaving and bobbing about. The sun was being reflected off the undulating water.
July 8, 2014
Well, the first retail marijuana store opens this week. Like, for real. It’s really happening.
While I’m not much for pot, I do admit that I’ve found covering the state and Issaquah’s planning to enact Initiative 502 completely thrilling.
Reporter Bob Young at The Seattle Times this weekend posted a comprehensive FAQ regarding what retail marijuana will look like and what eager buyers can and cannot do with their legal grass. In the first question, he outlines a striking fact about Washington’s implementation of the initiative and why it took a year and a half before the first store opened.
“The short version: The state created something untested on the planet,” he wrote.
July 1, 2014
Libertarians believe in the maximum amount of personal freedom without government intrusion.
Over the years, they’d point to an encroachment of the government of these freedoms in the name of public safety, including seat belts, motorcycle helmets and traffic cameras.
I was all ready to rant about the erosion of my freedom on the Fourth of July to blow stuff up in celebration of our country’s independence. However, trying to find any place to legally blow up fireworks these days other than the parking lot of Fireworks City at the Indian reservation where they’re bought is becoming more and more futile.
June 24, 2014
Imagine a balloon floating lazily through the air, as nonchalant and easy-going as can be. Now, imagine sticking a needle in that balloon before it can flutter away.
That’s what it felt like June 22 when the air was sucked from the lungs of thousands of stars-and-stripes-clad fans at Fuel sports bar in downtown Seattle.
June 17, 2014
In keeping with the tradition of previous years, this is the condensed, edited commencement speech I heard from a student or adult at graduation that, in my opinion, stood out from the rest. Enjoy!
— Greg Farrar
Tom Haff, Faculty Speaker
Issaquah High School
Hey, gang. This is going to be really hard for me, because they only gave me six minutes.
Let’s say that you stepped outside of Key Arena and you traveled close to the speed of light, like 99.99999 percent the speed of light, for those six minutes, and you came back still wearing your cap and gown. But the earth’s clock will have gone by for 10 years. I calculated those.
June 10, 2014
A special thanks to those who turned out for the D-Day ceremony at Veterans’ Memorial Field on June 6.
People were thrilled to see three P-51 Mustangs soar over the field twice, coming lower the second time to give people a closer look at the intricately painted planes.
There were more than 50 veterans in attendance, many from World War II. Several of them had tears in their eyes as they watched the planes.
June 3, 2014
I cannot wait for all the boring nonfiction I will read this summer.
As I have bragged about here, I ran another marathon last month. Needing 18 weeks of training, I decided to return one last time to the “Wheel of Time” fantasy series, written by Robert Jordan. I started the 14-book saga when I was 15, reading it with my father.
Over the years, we have both gone back to reread it as new books in the series are released. With the last book released in 2014, I decided it would make for an interesting path to listen to the 13 books I previously read while running and then read the final book to close this long chapter of my life. This decision left me with two realizations.
May 27, 2014
Manage the risk, don’t avoid it
With spring weather quietly coming in “on little cat feet,” more motorcycles are disrupting the silence. In another month, they will be thicker than fleas on a hog’s back.
As they roar, whine or putt putt(depending on the type), wiping out the delightful sounds of birds, frogs and crickets, a spouse or mother somewhere is arguing, to usually no avail, with a loved one about buying one of these death traps.
Rather than fight this losing battle, which will leave everyone feeling badly, why not take the risk management approach? With a little education, the risk can almost be eliminated, which is more than you can say for many other adrenaline producing sports.
May 20, 2014
Thanks to the village for honoring veterans
They say it takes a village to raise a child. Well, I can tell you it also takes a village to put out the annual Lest We Forget section honoring our annual veterans.
This year’s section is the fifth one we’ve done, and it’s bigger and better than ever.
We were able to write stories about three local World War II veterans and two Vietnam veterans, the most stories we’ve ever done for the section.
May 13, 2014
One of my favorite things to do at home in the evenings is to stretch out on the couch, a cold beer at my elbow, and use the magical creation known as Netflix to catch up on some great television shows.
For the better part of the last several months, my wife and I became absolutely hooked on “Breaking Bad,” which has rightly been lauded as one of the finest TV programs ever created.
Some nights, we’d binge on four or five 45-minute episodes. We simply couldn’t get enough of meth magician Walter White, his protégé/second son Jesse Pinkman and their drug-dealing adventures that eventually spilled out of control.