I was reading an article about “Glamping” (elegant camping) in Westways the other day… Oh, and for those of you who don’t read, why are you reading this? Anyhoo, it’s a magazine for members of the American Automobile Association (AAA) and it reminded me that the Lake...
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Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott — I’m a Lumberjack and I’m OK
What with a constant convoy of commercial, conifer-killing, Edison-approved bucket brigade trucks barreling down my street whilst they kill every living tree in sight, guided by a lumberjack in an orange vest who doesn’t want to get run over or bopped on the cranium...
Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott — Misheard Song Lyrics
Today I shall be delving into the world of homophony. No, it’s not what you think, homophones are merely words that sound like others but have different meanings. I don’t know about you, but sometimes I hear a song and, all of a sudden, I have to stop and think…wait...
Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott — A Foggy Day in London Town
All of this pea soup fog we’ve been getting of late has really got me down. Don’t know whether I’m up or down, especially when I’m trying to drive safely out on the Rim and can’t see a blasted thing, except fog lights coming at me and taillights in front of me....
Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott — Drive My Car
I have some serious reservations about these so-called “self-driving cars” that are already being operated on our highways and byways and the so-called “driverless trucks” that will soon be unleashed upon our nation’s highways. You won’t see me motoring around in a...
Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott — Germs
The availability of hand sanitizers in public places is one of the coolest things since the discovery of penicillin. The ones at the supermarket are meant for cleaning all the yuck off the handle of your shopping cart. There’s no telling what kinds of disease-bearing...




