Uncle Mott

Uncle Mott

Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott: Albert the Kat

It’s springtime and my cat, Albert, has been aching to go outside and enjoy this nice weather. Ya’ know when he wants to exit our home. (OK, who is trained here?) He just jumps up on the back of the couch and puts his furry paw on the door handle like he plans on...
Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott -Time

Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott -Time

Now that Christmas has come and gone, like Boxing Day…No, it’s not a day set aside to honor Muhammad (“I am the Greatest”)Ali; it’s a day set aside to get rid of all of the unsightly, leftover Christmas gift boxes strewn throughout the stately Motley Manor. In the...

Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott – Holly Jolly Christmas

Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott – Holly Jolly Christmas

Back in the day, when I was a young lad growing up in the OC, Mr. Holly Jolly Christmas himself, Burl Ives, showed up at an assembly when I was in second grade at Tustin Elementary School and entertained us kiddos with a whole mess of Christmas songs, one of which, of...

Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott – Green Christmas

Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott – Green Christmas

Well, it won’t be long before it’s Christmas. Nothing says Christmas better than a beautiful Douglas fir Christmas tree. It won’t be a very tall one, though. I figure about three or four feet will do, since it will likely cost about a hundred bucks… that’s inflation...

Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott – Happy Honda Days

Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott – Happy Honda Days

It seems that the Christmas shopping season is beginning earlier and earlier each year, and this year is no exception…excuse me, I meant to say “Holiday” shopping season, and I only say that because it’s grown politically incorrect to say “Christmas” because some...

Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott – Drop the Big One

Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott – Drop the Big One

Hope your Thanksgiving holiday is joyful and abundant with all the turkey and stuffing you could stuff down your throat. Thanksgiving at the stately Motley Manor is always a romantic affair. I always like to tell the Missus that whenever I see a turkey I want a leg,...

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