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Random thoughts for a February day

A good message for a reader board in front of an Episcopalian church: Jesus is woke.

Our given name is the second gift we receive in this world, after being given the gift of life … or maybe our name is the third gift, after the belly button.

What time of day do Bugs Bunny and Yosemite Sam take a nap?

In the after-toon.

Bad name for a cake shop: Operation Dessert Storm.

I’m glad the cryptocurrency phenomenon is waning because I couldn’t figure it out, and now I don’t have to feel guilty about not figuring it out.

Don’t be depressed that the number of people attending church these days is decreasing. Look on the positive side: The number of people not attending church is increasing.

Florida: Where con artists flee to and thrive.

While visiting Corinth, Mississippi, in 2013, I met an old fellow who owned a roadside cafe. I said I was visiting from Washington, and he asked what kind of food we eat up there. I told him my wife eats a lot of tofu. He thought a bit and replied, “You folks don’t go to church up there, do you?”

When I was a kid and heard adults say, “Breakfast is the most important meal,” I wondered what the least important meal was. And why weren’t adults showing any interest in criticizing that meal?

I hope to live my life in a way that makes me a credit to my race.

Mrs. Ericson and I continue to have a landline, mostly because I often use it to call my cellphone when it’s missing in the house.

Upcoming: A new euphemism for vomiting.

A sign seen recently at Safeway: “Stay Healthy!” What about the people who were never healthy? Aren’t we marginalizing the unhealthy?

When you think about how often coincidences do occur, it should be obvious that coincidences aren’t that uncoincidental.

I bet many orthopedic surgeons who repair NFL athletes’ knees are less known by their names and known more by the knees they’ve repaired. For instance, the surgeon who fixed quarterback Tom Brady’s knee in 2008 when he tore his ACL is probably less known by his name — Neal ElAttrache — and more known by “the guy who did Brady’s knee.”

You don’t see many people lollygagging at Costco. Everyone there seems to be on a mission.

I ran into a woman I knew when we worked at The Olympian newspaper in the 1990s. I forgot her name, and I apologized for doing so. She told me that the name I forgot wasn’t her name anymore —she changed her name to Suzanne, which I have managed to remember.

I recently meant to tell Mrs. Ericson, “I’m having lunch with Brad today,” but my sentence came out like this: “I’m having Brad with lunch yesterday.”

“I went through hell last night, but I came out on top this morning.” — My mother-in-law after breaking her hip at age 94.

I was around 10 years old when my grandfather stepped on the prongs of a rake lying prong-side up in the grass. The handle came up and whacked him in the eye, and he had a black eye for days afterward. Now when I see a rake, I usually think of our dear grandfather and thank him for giving us such a visible and valuable lesson.

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Kirk Ericson, Columnist / Proofreader

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