Brome Hill

Stories and more from an old Iowa farm boy and recovering newsman


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#WaysToTellIfYouHaveASmartPhoneAddiction

ImageYou and your iPhone might need to enter a 12-step program if, during one of the rare occasions in which you are listening to FM radio, you hear Rock ‘N Roll All Night by KISS.

That’s not really a problem until your first thought is to “share” the song on Facebook. And then you remember you can’t because you are listening to the radio instead of listening to Spotify on your phone.

I both worship and curseĀ  you, Steve Jobs.


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Adventures in the Blue Zones

Dave Matthews of Muscatine takes a break during RAGBRAI in 2012.

Dave Matthews of Muscatine takes a break during RAGBRAI in 2012.

Over the noon hour today, I ventured into the Muscatine Blue Zone, walking from:

  • MCSA to El Olmito, where I met Dave Matthews and some other geographically challenged retired gym teachers for lunch. I say geographically challenged because they teased me about my hometown, Chariton, being in southwest Iowa. There is no way a town that is at least 25 miles east of Interstate 35 is in southwest Iowa. Chariton isn’t Corning no matter what Matthews says.
  • El Olmito to First National Bank. After leaving the bank, I ran into Jim Wester on the sidewalk and said hello.
  • The bank back to MCSA.

I’m not sure how far that was to walk. Maybe 10 blocks.

It’s nicer today outside — at least when you stick to walking on the sunny side of the street.


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The good and the even better

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DeWayne Hopkins

DeWayne Hopkins

The Good News: A sunny afternoon with temperatures in the 30s gave me incentive to get Blue Zone-ish. So I walked the four blocks round trip from MCSA to Muscatine City Hall to pay a parking ticket.

The Better News: Going to City Hall gave me a chance to shoot the bull with Muscatine Mayor DeWayne “Hoppi” Hopkins.

The Best News: It wasn’t my parking ticket.


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The joys of being a grown up

MCSASo I’ve been listening to 80s music this morning and I just helped finish and turn in the annual United Way grant application for MCSA. It was a last-minute project that was turned in some 40 minutes before it was due.

Completing it makes me feel like I should be back at Morningside College in 1987.

But if that were really true, I’d be celebrating by skipping the rest of my classes for the day and cracking open a Stroh’s — the cheap beer I often drank back then.

Instead, I’m getting ready to go to Rotary. Ah, the joys of being a grown up.

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