More Highlights from the weekend in Spokane
Watching the dog whisperer for the first time. Not Moe & his German shepherds; the real dog whisperer (DW) who’s got a TV show where he teaches & trains peoples dogs (Kinda like a canine “Super-nanny”).
The DW cracked me up with silly comments, all made with a lisp, about a particularly aggro-dog, like “Ooooo. He becames excited.” Actually, the best part was that all of us were sitting in my brother’s living room watching this – my brothers, Ope, Bender, & Whitey. All guys. All glued intently to DW & his lispy wisdom. I guess you had to be there. I was.
Flying Southwest, & watching my brother spread out his stuff in order to discourage people from sitting next to him on the flight. I loved it because he made it look completely random, yet each movement had been specifically calculated to repel humanity. Good times.
Eating an entire rack of ribs all by myself.
Visiting the Gonzaga gym – where the magic happens (by that I mean where the hoops team plays.) Very cool – very small, but very cool.
Seeing Spokies. Cowboy chic meets hippy-grunge meets 80s hair (TRANSLATION: Mullet central. Mullets galore.) Loved it. Uniquely Spokane, from what I’ve been told. I especially was glad to see the guys in the house behind the alley who were on their garage roof shooting a gun at something. Very nice. From a distance.
I believe a good time was had by all, especially me.