
Will Edwinson
A bit of frustration
I’m too old for this high tech stuff. I got into another fight with my computer recently. Do other people beyond age 70 have these constant battles of the will between themselves and their computers, or am I the only one? This latest skirmish came a few weeks ago when I decided to order myself a book from amazon.com. In one of my online newsletters, I saw a book mentioned that advertised, “6 Easy tips for free publicity.” Since I’m always looking for ways to publicize my latest book, I reasoned this is something I… Continue reading
Capsizing the non-capsizable kayak
You’ve heard the expression: “Destry rides again!” Well, for the purposes of this column, “The village idiot rides again;” and it’s me. This time, however, I don’t lose the checkbook. I tip over the kayak. It was about 30 years ago on a cool, wind- swept, slightly overcast day in November. I, a friend of mine, and another fellow, were at the annual Harvest Bazaar hosted by the Soda Springs 1st Presbyterian Church. After the doins’ of the bazaar were pretty much over, we looked at the weather outside and decided the rest of the… Continue reading
Where’s the checkbook?
When it comes to idiocy, Jim Mullen who writes the syndicated column entitled the “Village Idiot” has nothing on me. My antic, which I am about to describe, ranks right up there with the best of his. It all started at Fred Meyer’s when I received a telephone call on my cell phone. Those blasted things annoy the devil out of me. I can’t, for the life of me, understand why I even have one, but I do. Anyway, as I was making my shopping rounds the phone rang. It was from my insurance agent. In… Continue reading