Mitchell Way

Ladies and gentlemen, this is Captain Crash speaking, aka Marty Mitchell. We are coming in for a landing at Mitchell Way, the home of my misadventures in life and reflections on faith.

Is Mitchell Way a state of mind? A real place? A way of life? Tough to say. You be the judge.

My Most Recent Stories

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  Don’t Call Me Honey!
  It has always been my opinion that too much of a good thing is never advisable. Too many rides on the Zipper at the carnival can make you sick for the rest of the day as will too many hotdogs or pieces of pizza. After four days, relatives staying at my house begin to become… Read more: Don’t Call Me Honey!
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  When Bees Fly Upside Down
  I have special interest in three sciences: Ornithology, because my wife says I am ornery. Ichthyology, because the girls in elementary school constantly said I was icky, and Entomology for my appreciation of honeybees. Not that we have not had our differences; the last time I was stung, my arm pits swelled up like there… Read more: When Bees Fly Upside Down
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  Running With The Stallions
  The slush pump, or more commonly known as the slide trombone. The instrument which has mystified children since the day it was created — “Mommy, where does that tube go when he slides it back and forth. Into his mouth?” The instrument which mystified me for over 50 years — “Cripes, where do I position… Read more: Running With The Stallions
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  The Flying Golf Cart
  In my young years, life was all about flying and before Bellingham airport became a fenced business park which happens to have a runway, it was a young boy’s dream. It was a place where you could ride your bike right up to a parked airplane and press your nose into the window. The smell… Read more: The Flying Golf Cart
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  Hunting With Sturgis
  It started as any of our other hunting trips — with high hopes and low expectations.  Sturgis Fenton and I were going to spend three days hunting the hills of northeast Washington.
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  Ricky Dandelion and the Perils of 5th Wheeling
  Ricky Dandelion, Whatcom County’s foremost authority on guaranteed bad luck in farming, fishing, and camping, had just caught a break. A distant relative had passed away and left Ricky a 5th wheel pop-out trailer. This was indeed an upgrade from his converted school bus camper. Both Ricky and his wife, Venice, were giddy with excitement… Read more: Ricky Dandelion and the Perils of 5th Wheeling
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  Balaam– The Prophet for a Profit
  It all started when Moses led the Israelite people out of Egypt. After crossing the Red Sea to flee Pharaoh’s soldiers, they stumbled around in the desert for 40 years.
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  Elwood  Wayson and the Mysteries in the Black Lagoon
  It was not unusual for mysterious events to take place around the Mitchell neighborhood in the 1970s. It appeared, to the untrained eye, to be just another group of normal homes with average families, but this was far from the case.
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  The Big Guy
  This blog post is my Christian perspective. If you are offended by something like this, please feel free to come back when I post the next satire story. I am sitting out on my front porch under the hanging bird feeders which I keep filled for the menagerie of wild birds in my yard. The… Read more: The Big Guy
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  Droning, Another Thing I Am Not Allowed to Do
  When I was born, the doctor lifted me upside down by the ankles and repeatedly slapped me on the bottom. Since that moment I have had an unnatural fear of piñatas.

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