Lions hop to it to make annual hunt egg-stra fun

Don't forget to hop down to Memorial Field and Lakeview Park this Saturday minutes before 10 a.m. to witness the grand spectacle that is the annual Lions Club Easter Egg hunt.

At exactly 10 a.m. the whistles will blow and the entire field will be wiped clean of Easter eggs within 40 seconds.

You will notice I wrote 10 a.m. this Saturday.

The reason I reiterate the day was that last Saturday at precisely 10 a.m. a father and his youngster were at Memorial Field waiting for the start of the annual chocolate egg hunt.

Apparently they waited for a while and noticed there weren't any other kids, not a Sandpoint Lion in sight and no eggs.

Dad got on the phone and called Lion honcho Art Long, who was at home. Long reports the caller was hopping mad.

Remember, the Easter egg hunt is at 10 a.m. this Saturday.

Also, when you see a Lion it wouldn't hurt to thank him or her for keeping this tradition alive.

Also of note … if you see a crazed man in a bunny suit at the Easter Egg hunt, run, don't walk away from this man. He's got a wild hare.

The Sandpoint Police Department was busy with two interesting calls last Sunday. From the dispatch log:

? Three officers responded to a home on Ella at 4:21 p.m. to assist a baby-sitter in recapturing escaped children. (Maybe they were headed to the Easter Egg hunt? See above note.)

? A Sandpoint Police officer responded at 11:53 p.m. to Evergreen Assisted Living to a complaint of a stolen coffee cup.

(Is there trouble brewin' at EAL? Would there be grounds for an arrest? When the officers arrived, did they find the victim had been decaffeinated? I'll stop now …)

Poem of the week:

Hoorah for the Sandpoint Daily Bee!

It has been a faithful friend to me.

I like to see how the nation sits,

And look at the Daily Bee "Obits."

I see my neighbors friendly faces,

And read about some far off places.

Her puzzles put my mind to the test,

Yes! She's the best, in the whole

Northwest!

Cover to cover, a joy to

See,

Did I mention I love the Daily Bee?

— Vivian Bogardus

Sagle

Thank you for the great poem! I tried to contact the author but she has no answering machine.

I would invite any other reader to submit a Daily Bee-themed poem.

Just stay away from words that rhyme with libel, slander, defamation of character or Pulitzer prize.

The best poems will run right here!

We spent spring break in the Palm Springs, Calif., area with the in-laws, Blaine and Nancy Piatt from Ponderay, and our friends, the Mittons, Brad, Arlene and Jarrett.

It was wonderful.

A couple of thoughts about what I saw while in Arnold's state:

? Why do they even offer yellow as a color on the stoplights?

We were nearly rear-ended many times when I had the audacity to start slowing down when I saw a the stoplight turning from green to yellow 50 yards away.

There were drivers who doubled their speed through the intersections way after the light had turned to red.

? I thought it was traffic law that vehicles traveling along the highway that are in the same lane as merging traffic were required to yield to the merging traffic.

I was under the impression they had to speed up, slow down or move over to the next lane since the merging driver technically didn't have a lane because it was dissolving into the interstate at 60 miles an hour.

No way. I swear we drove halfway to Ontario along the shoulder of a highway because we couldn't merge in.

? I noticed Coldwater Creek stores popping up all over the place in California.

One was at an outlet mall just outside of Palm Springs and another right in the heart of the hoity toity El Paseo shopping district.

Both stores were overflowing with people.

Just a hint, tell the CWC clerks at any store outside this ZIP Code you are from Sandpoint and they will think you are heaven sent. Really.

I wish I would have bought stock back at $12 a share…

So far today I have seen three cars driving the wrong way down one-way Church Street. These are locals.

I can hardly wait until summer when the drivers who have an excuse to not have a clue drive the wrong way down Church.

E-mail of the week:

Many years ago in Scotland, a new game was invented.

It was ruled "Gentlemen Only … Ladies Forbidden"…and thus the word GOLF entered into the English language.

Every day more money is printed for the game of Monopoly than for the U.S. Treasury.

Men can read smaller print than women can; women can hear better.

Coca-Cola was originally green.

It is impossible to lick your elbow.

The state with the highest percentage of people who walk to work: Alaska.

The percentage of Africa that is wilderness: 28 percent (now get this …)

The percentage of North America that is wilderness: 38 percent.

The cost of raising a medium-size dog to the age of 11: $6,400.

The first novel ever written on a typewriter was Tom Sawyer.

Q. Half of all Americans live within 50 miles of what?

A. Their birthplace.

Q. Most boat owners name their boats. What is the most popular boat name requested?

A. Obsession.

Q. If you were to spell out numbers, how far would you have to go until you would find the letter "A"?

A. One thousand.

Q. What do bulletproof vests, fire escapes, windshield wipers, and laser printers all have in common?

A. All were invented by women.

Q. Which day are there more collect calls than any other day of the year?

A. Father's Day

In Shakespeare's time, mattresses were secured on bed frames by ropes. When you pulled on the ropes the mattress tightened, making the bed firmer to sleep on. Hence the phrase … "good night, sleep tight."

It was the accepted practice in Babylon 4,000 years ago that for a month after the wedding, the bride's father would supply his son-in-law with all the mead he could drink.

Mead is a honey beer and because their calendar was lunar based, this period was called the honey month, which we know today as the honeymoon.

David Keyes is publisher of the Daily Bee. His column runs weekly.