The other day the Betster and some friends debated whether or not it would rain on a holiday weekend. “It’s…
Your average American holiday requires some sort of token effort. It’s not just a day off. You have to cook…
You know why it rains in August? That’s so when students go back to school with their new clothes and…
If you did a web search on “photos of icky fall colors” on local social media pages, your eyes would…
Some want to blame the Betster for this recent stretch of soggy weather. “So seize that sun again and again…
It might seem like a distant memory, but remember in May when it snowed? Remember how miserable we were, shivering…
What with all this road construction and utility work, the Betster hasn’t had so much fun driving since the summer…
The other day the Betster noticed a large, saucer shaped cloud hovering over Homer. Sometimes a cloud is just a…
The other day as the Betster drove by yet another crew of lime-green vested pipeline dudes playing with big plastic…
A national holiday on Thursday? That is like so Thanksgiving, but there you go. This year, we celebrate the Fourth…
Here in Betsterland we run into a contradiction every summer: The more stuff that happens, the less space we have…
Based on the number of people with reddish tints to their faces around town, not all of you listened to…
“A screaming comes across the sky,” starts Thomas Pynchon’s “Gravity’s Rainbow.” Pynchon wrote about V-2 rockets in London during World…
