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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  Demon Possessed Appliances
  Right off the bat I know that many of you will scoff at the notion that there may be a spirit world. The idea that there are good spirits as well as a slew of very unsavory ones is to some, a laughable idea. Yet the movie industry makes millions of dollars each year on… Read more: Demon Possessed Appliances
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  Elderly, Who’s Elderly?
  I was standing in line at the movie theater waiting to buy a ticket when I heard two twenty-somethings making comments about a slowpoke elderly man. They couldn’t mean me. There has got to be someone else in this line who is older than me. I will just casually turn around and see who they… Read more: Elderly, Who’s Elderly?
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  Extended Face Kit
  Say guys, are you tired of sweltering hot days where the perspiration running off your head ruins that freshly permed $56.00 haircut? Tired of having sweat stains in your Grecian Formula leaving you looking like a leopard? Do what I did. I got the Extended Face Kit which includes extensions all the way to the… Read more: Extended Face Kit
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  Dewey
  I have long suspected that we have ghosts in our house. The original structure was built in 1890 so it has a lot of history. One night during the time we were giving it a complete renovation, I was upstairs pulling ship lap boards off the walls and tossing them through a hole to a… Read more: Dewey
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  Earworms
  First of all, excuse me for whistling. If I don’t let the music out, my head will explode. I am a chronic whistler, more so when I am stressed. I also constantly have a melody looping in my mind. That same tune can loop for hours until I nearly go crazy listening to it.
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  The Curious Case of the Crossbones Treasure
  A peanut sat on a railroad track; its heart was all aflutter. Along came a choo-choo train, choo-choo, peanut butter.
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  Three Things I Hate- Starting With Candied Beets
  Number one: Candied Beets. (I told you). Why at Thanksgiving would you serve a dish that looks like cranberry sauce? Why would this dish not be clearly labeled “Beets”? What are you supposed to do with a large mouthful of beets while red juice leaks out of the corners of your mouth, and you are… Read more: Three Things I Hate- Starting With Candied Beets
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  Chiropractic
  “When did you learn Klompendansen?” My wife asked as I came in through the back door after work. “I don’t know Klompendansen,” I snarled. “My back is out of place. Call the chiropractor!” Sheesh, she is a smart alec when I am in pain.
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  Why Are You Different?
  Zechariah 8:23 (ESV): Let us go with you, for we have heard that God is with you. As long as I have known my wife Cheryl, she has had a relationship with her Lord that is firmly grounded. If you know her, you know who she lives for and you know that she is not… Read more: Why Are You Different?
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  Band Geeks
  I really hate to use the term “band geek” but I guess that is exactly what I was. I think the term was conceived by the football players who hung out in the jock hall at high school. They had nothing better to do than to whistle at the girls and polish the pins on… Read more: Band Geeks

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