Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Look Who's Blogging Now
Bailey Truitt here, proud owner of Java Joint coffee shop in beautiful Kanner Lake, Idaho. I'm so excited to be writing my first post, I hardly know where to begin. A lot of the regulars who hang out at Java Joint are all crowded around the computer, trying to be helpful. Trouble is, with their "help" I can hardly hear myself think. I've put my computer on a corner table in the cafe so everyone who's going to participate (see list at left) can write their posts conveniently. However, I'm already beginning to think I'll write my own posts at home.
First some background on us.
I've started this blog to tell everyone about our town--a wonderful tourist destination all year round. If you don't know northern Idaho, you're really missing something. Kanner Lake is in the panhandle, about half-way between the little towns of Spirit Lake and Priest River, and northwest of Coeur d'Alene. This is an area of pristine lakes, mountains and forests. Our own Kanner Lake is plenty big for boating, not to mention some dynamite fishing spots. Our town, population 1700, is at the north end of the lake. Main Street and the downtown area, where Java Joint sits, is just a block up from the city beach. You can stay at one of the many B&Bs in town. Water sports in the summer, snow mobiling and skiing in the winter, and hunting in season.
I could go on and on about Kanner Lake, but Wilbur says I'm beginning to sound like a travel brochure. Which prompted Carla to huff at him to leave me alone. Wilbur crabbed back (naturally), and now Pastor Hank's trying to keep the peace. Bev's muttering at Wilbur; Jake's telling me to hurry and get off so he can write his post about driving his wife crazy now that he's retired, plus some near catastrophe with a resident moose; Angie's giggling at Jake's story; and ace reporter Leslie just walked in wearing a new pair of glitzy jeans and wanting her usual "biggie" latte. Only Ted (S-Man) is leaving me alone, but then he's busy writing his own masterpiece.
Maybe this blog thing isn't such a good idea after all.
I need to make Leslie's drink and calm this crew down (lots of luck, I know), then I'll be back . . .
Okay. Half an hour later, and it's a little quieter in here. I almost deleted the last three paragraphs, but really, if you want to read this blog, you'll get to know us all soon anyway, so you might as well know right off the bat what you're getting into. Everyone here is terrific. Thats true. They just all have Personality with a capital P. And with all that Personality going on, things can get rather lively.
Java Joint has its own Personality too. Our drinks come in sizes small, middler and biggie. Casting no aspersions, but I always thought that a "tall" for a small-size drink was a mite confusing. We also have wonderful pastries, plus sandwiches for lunch.
Well, guess what. I wrote all the above on Monday the 3rd and didn't get to post it until today. Carla tells me this will never do for a blog. She says I have to post on time and regularly. So I promise from now on that I and the other Scenes and Beans bloggers will write our posts a day ahead of time, then I'll put them up early the next morning. And we'll post Monday through Friday. Okay?
So yesterday was the 4th, and our annual town parade. As always, it was a lot of fun. But this year's parade didn't go smoothly, to say the least. We had quite the domino effect when one section of the marchers got out of step. The whole town's still laughing about what happened. Everyone here at Java Joint wants to be the one to tell the story. To be fair I think we'll all write the post together. So come back tomorrow to hear all the details--if this crazy crew can work together long enough to tell it.
You see, the favorite of each year's parade is the Manic Mowers. About 30 men perform routines with their push lawn mowers, with a leader calling out the steps like some hard-nosed drill sergeant. All done with perfectly straight faces, of course. To make it even funnier, some of the men dress like women--fake busts and all. The trouble started when a bee decided to land on Larry Cellaway's nose. This wouldn't have been so bad if Larry and his trusty lawn mower weren't in the middle of one of the Manic Mower's famous precision 540-degree whirl-abouts...
We will be visiting relatives in Kanner Lake, so I thought I’d do a search on coffee shops and I found you. Welcome to the world of blogging.
It sounds like you have a heck of a shop. I own a small bistro myself; just outside Seattle, but we don’t have a precision mower drill team.
I’ll bring you a genuine “Curm’s Coffee Corner” mug when I visit.
Hey there Cindy! Tell your better half I got a fishing pole with his name on it.
Sarah, would you mind wrapping me up one of those good smelling candles? I think I did it again. I think she's mad at me.
Mary, mom to many
Nice to see the blog up and running. I will say that all the clamor around that table matched the scene I was working on perfectly. The port at Sobogan Drtn is almost as rowdy as the Java Joint was.
This is going to be quite the adventure.
Ms. Truitt, thank you for the fun read. I look forward to returning to your new blog, which I just happened to stumble upon.
And next year--Larry Cellaway ain't dressing himself, that's all I got to say.
Anyway, I'll be visiting her this summer some time, and I'd sure like one of those biggie lattes. I'm a real caffiene guzzler. Just like my cousin.
Welcome to the wonderful world of publishing. You're a natural. Just don't steal ALL the good stories- don't want people dropping their newspaper subscriptions!
This does look like it will be a very entertaining blog! What crazy characters to have coopped up in a little place like that.
Dunno about that S-man guy though, seems like a hack writer to me. Couldn't even spell Bailey's name right!
Look forward to getting to know the citizens of Kanner Lake better!
So, do you serve any drinks *other* than coffee? The pastries and sandwiches sound great, but going to need a non-coffee drink to go with them.
Welcome to the blogosphere!
Well, I would absolutely love to visit Kanner Lake and meet everyone, but I'm worried y'all might be coffee snobs. Please tell me you serve tea. I get so tired of coffee drinkers getting lots of extra perks (no pun intended!) and I can barely get a second pot of hot water for my weak tea bag!
And speaking of perks, can you tell me something? Is Pastor Hank single? :)
One of our Scenes and Beans bloggers, Janet Detcher, would certainly have me tell you that Hank is long taken--by her. However, if you're in the late twenties to early thirties range, S-Man is up for grabs. You'd just have to be willing to travel to Sauria.
So sorry to hear about Pastor Hank....
How about a few more stats for S-Man? Any chance the ground on Sauria is littered with rock-size diamonds?
single and suddenly interested in being coupled
I can speak some Saurian if you need me, S-man.
I can't thank you enough for doing this blog. I'm already scheduling a stop in Kanner Lake for my next vacation.
I'm a coffee hound, so you KNOW I'll be visiting with you.
Great job. (especially with all your 'help')
Links to this post:
Bailey Truitt ~ Java Joint owner
Leslie Brymes ~ reporter extraordinaire
Carla Radling ~ realtor at your service
Wilbur Hucks ~ ya gotta love him
Jake Tremaine ~ retired logger
Ted Dawson (S-Man) ~ sci-fi writer
Hank Detcher ~ pastor and friend
Janet Detcher ~ keeps Hank in line
Bev Trexel ~ retired teacher
Angie Brendt ~ Bev's best pal
Sarah Wray ~ Simple Pleasures owner
Jared Moore ~ Kanner Lake Times
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