Spent the whole day in a conference room up at Stevens Pass. Top secret “shred” discussions. Can’t discuss details. Like you’d give a shit, anyway.

No internet connection, either. Sparse cell coverage. Tough times for the DDC.

I wish I had some Skykomish lore to share, or a tall tale about us “fighting our way outta a watering hole or something.” No fireworks to be spoken of.

I went to bed last night after a meal of fried chicken from the Whistlestop Bar, which, interestingly enough is the only food item to be had in town after 4pm. Pretty simple menu. Easy to make a decision.

Other than that, not much else to speak of up here in Skykomish, Wash.