Captain’s Log – Hang on Loosely

I hate roller coasters. I was the mom at Disney, repeatedly riding the Small World ride and avoiding Adventureland and that log ride with every excuse in the book. No, to Splash Mountain, and ixnay like the pox on that horrifying Indiana Jones thing.

And California Adventure – fuhgeddaboudit.

But this one time, a surprise birthday trip for the Drama Queen had her and me alone at the park, and there just wasn’t a way to gracefully get out of supporting this daredevil child on The Rides. 

Thankfully, there is a product on the market, Bonine, which did not exist when I was six in the back of the Piper Cub after a lunch at the Pickle Barrel. Whatever sorcery is in this little magical 12-hour anti-sick pill has changed my life for the better, though not my tolerance for inverted track-driven vehicles. 

So over, under, around, and through we went. 

There is a phenomenon learned only after such traumatic events: during these terrifying rides, one must close one's eyes, breathe deeply, and relax into inertia. It’s the same with car wrecks. 

Let’s not go into why I know this. Still, a few times in life this philosophy has guided my survival with the thinking going something like, “Well, this does not look good. In fact, this is probably really going to hurt, but I read somewhere, or saw it on TV, that if you just relax and breathe you come out the other side a little better” as the wheels flipped over and dust flew and glass broke. 

And in fact, with my angels in tow, I was lucky enough to emerge on the other side of disaster relatively unscathed. 

Life at the paper right now is sort of like this. We’re perfecting our processes on the newspapers, learning how to run a national magazine, publishing a coffee table book and a memoir of our first two local authors, and the other day we got a chance to make our dream of a local bookstore on Maine Street come true. 

On Shop Small Saturday – November 29, this intrepid little band of The Fallon Post staff, with Cheryl in the lead, will open the Great Basin Trading Co. at 31 S. Maine. 

We plan to have as many local authors as will agree to bring us books, other Nevada authors, local artists, merchandise from all our products, including stationery and journals, as well as a high-end consignment section for clothing and shoes. 

We hope you’ll swing by and see us – let us know if we’ve missed any incredible talents who should be in the store, and if you have something beautiful you need an outlet in which to sell your wares. 

In the meantime, we’ll be closing our eyes, breathing deeply, and as always…

…Keeping you Posted. 

Rach