COMMENTS: ...We meet at the Fish Lake Trailhead near downtown Spokane, and we start pedaling. Today, we’re riding rather than running this ten-mile paved scenic link between Spokane and Fish Lake, a fun little rec area near the college town of Cheney.
It's a standing appointment: the first Sunday night of every month. And it's about the only time you won't find Pat and Mam Smitamorn standing side by side cooking at the restaurant they own together.
COMMENTS: With my wife just finishing another long day of meetings at her teachers' conference, I can tell from her text messages that she's tired.
COMMENTS: I drove west on I-90 while the clouds, those lofty, white vessels, soared over the plains. Gusts of wind swatted my car across the highway, and I held the steering wheel firmly. Lucky for me, the forecasted rain had not yet begun.
It's bumming everyone out how little you go out and hear bands. People are starting to wonder if you even like music. Remedy that: