Submitted by Don Doman One of my clients passed away last month. He was a tough old bird, but I got a big kick out of him. When he first signed with me he wanted clients to come to him for a/c (air conditioning) tubes and hoses. He didn’t expect any because he hadn’t ever […]
To Ponder
Letter: For individuals to stand alone, government must stand down
The great goal of government is not that it should be the means to the end as if to suggest that without government’s ‘help’ (i.e. ‘enforcement’) the end would not be achieved.
Letter: Downsizing government – is it really that hard?
The weekend weather was beautiful, the crowds were abundant, and consequently the neon-green garage-sale signs were plastered everywhere with arrows pointing both left and right.
Secure Measures
Submitted by Don Doman I’m sure someone thought it all out before hand. Perhaps, it was even a committee decision. Regardless, there’s probably enough blame to go around. If you find a hard drive from Washington State University with over a million people and their social security numbers and other sensitive data recorded saved on […]
Following Flawed Leaders
Submitted by Don Doman “The Searchers” (1956) stars John Wayne in one of his most compelling films ever directeed by film legend John Ford. I’ve seen the movie countless times. I’ve owned my own copy for years, and yet when I come across the film on cable as I flip through the channels with my […]
Scruffy Sam the Homeless Entrepreneur
Submitted by Don Doman I used to call him Scruffy Sam. He looked like he just got through with a hard day’s work. He was a little dirty and his beard was all over his face and wild. He came to our door and asked if we needed our lawn mowed. We did. I don’t […]
Life is Like a Carwash
Submitted by Don Doman Everyday is the kind of day that cries out for adventure. To celebrate I suggest you go through a carwash. You know the ones where you pull up to the entrance, pay the fee, and then pull in at the green light and stop when the red light comes on. Your […]
Westside Story – Tripping With Uber
When I was 16 years old in 1959, my parents moved from South Seattle to Firwood just north of the Puyallup River. It took a few days, but eventually, I found where my parents had gone and I moved in with them.
Sweet Iodine, My Iodine . . .
Submitted by Don Doman In the 1950s when I was growing up, if you had a cut or a scrape your mother would get out the little bottle of iodine or Mercurochrome to paint the hurt away. This was to be avoided by children at all costs. It stung! Mercurochrome contained iodine. It’s off the […]