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I know- it is more correct to call them sea stars, but my thinking about that goes along these lines. It was only recently that I recall hearing of those star shaped sea creatures being called anything but starfish, and while I am not averse to altering a long held incorrectness, given recent events it may not matter what one calls them.

For some reason, with my latest sojourn into the world of competitive rowing, I find myself needing to be immersed in this culture.

I suppose the above title could be taken a few different ways: one as an action of immediate, threatening urgency,

I decided on my first viewing that the subject line of the email that circulated after the latest gag-order edition of the Vashon Park District (VPD) board of commissioners meetings that it should definitely be the title of this column.

"So, when you ask people ‘what do you want?’, you raise an expectation on their part that we’re going to put a roller coaster in at Agren Park." - Bill Ameling- at the recent VPD Commissioners meeting.

"Like a red morn that ever yet betokened, Wreck to the seaman, tempest to the field…" William Shakespeare
We have been traveling the last few weeks for swimming events that were somewhat in the extreme. The first was a three day affair with five swims

These days, whenever I see an email with the subject line that is the title of this particular bit of indulgence, I make a check mark in the box next to it and hit delete.

"The red roofs still are not painted" - Captain Joe- Head lighthouse keeper.  While some of the commissioners and some of the parks staff in attendance were somewhat giddy with delight over recent turns of events at the Vashon Park District (VPD),

Before we get into the latest issue to arise from the ongoing string of issues flowing like an open sewer from the bowels of the Vashon Park District (VPD), I would first like to report on some good news that is parks related.

I have not written anything for this paper for the last two issues, mostly because it all seems rather pointless. I have seen this attitude reflected in many parts of the alternate media, which these days is the only place one gets a glimpse at a semblance of what is really going on in the world

It was kind of like old home week the other day. Not the other day at the Vashon Park District commissioners meeting- that is pretty much always like a combination of Dick Cheney, "no torture here" waterboarding sessions

I have always liked the word "skullduggery" for various reasons, not the least of which has to do with the visuals it inspires. As usual though, once you start looking into an origin or true meaning, some of the lustre and mystery of it sometimes will wither up or melt away.

Last night at the Vashon Park District (VPD) commissioners meeting I had a couple people come up to me and express interest in what I might be writing here for this round of interpretive lip reading regarding the Great VPD Field Debacle.

As I obviously have nothing better to do, I was just kind of wondering what a million dollars could get you in the way of grass.

Just for laughs, at the special Park District meeting this past Saturday, I asked what seemed to be a fairly obvious question, and that was: "Can you play on the fields as they are now?"

Most days I can navigate past the news automat that is the opening page of the Yahoo internet home site. In many ways it reminds of the Horn & Hardart shops in New York City of ancient times

I have been doing a fair amount of reading lately, but it hasn’t been stuff that I really wanted to be spending my time on. At the moment, I can look around my desk and see

I have started this column over a number of times and finally decided on the above quote, mostly because it is true, and partly because I don’t want Woody Allen or anyone else to drag the ghost of Marshall McLuhan out from behind

It seems that one is constantly being reminded of the life paradox that the more you know, the more you seemingly don’t know.

I am staring at a copy of the 2012 Operating Budget for the Vashon Parks District (VPD). Actually, that is not true. I am staring at my keyboard as I hunt and peck this onto the page.

It used to be they were just bathroom scales because you kept them in the bathroom- hopefully somewhere behind a stack of towels or in the cabinet under the sink and buried beneath the toilet bowl cleaner and half-used bottles of conditioner.

"…his hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice and freedom are more than just words- they are perspectives…" V, speaking of Guy Fawkes - from V for Vendetta

There is at least a portion of my life that is spent in contemplation as to how to begin something- anything.

Mornings are often a blur- some days more than others. At times, donning one’s reading glasses while going about the morning breakfast preparation routine can be of some assistance. Other times, however, nothing one does can help, or improve upon the ante meridian miasma. Lately I have been more likely to have my reading glasses available as I prepare the morning repast after the repeated round of mocking I received from my visiting sister and brother-in-law.