Missing the Mark Ain’t So Bad

We, like the gray-headed ladies we are becoming, played Bingo, but with a little extra zing. The instructor called out “B-14”!, and if we had the number on our target (only placed out about three yards so we could still read the numbers), we had to shoot inside the appropriate square on an 8 1/2 x 11 sheet of paper. The youngest among us, a girl named Sarah (who is still of child-bearing age but appears to like being with us anyway), was the first to yell, “Bingo!” She’ll obviously be the one to beat.

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Let We the People Decide

Please read this Idaho Press article (Mayors baffled by Idaho’s new property tax bill, expect fallout). I’m with Mayor Klinger and so should you be. I’m deeply grieved about a lot that’s in the article. But let me focus on the fact that local officials are being made the boogeyman while what’s been taken from […]

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Questions Asked, Questions Answered

Dad’s answers activated a critically important reward system in my brain, ensuring I’d be a knowledge hunter-gatherer for life. Like pulling the handle on a slot machine and hearing coins tumble, when I asked a question I got an answer. That felt good so I asked another question. Dad innoculated me with curiosity.

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