Wednesday, November 23, 2016

The Road Not Taken



Exploring my neighborhood.  I found this.
Always nice to find new perspectives to old situations.


To Bowl-dly Go



Congratulations, Seahawks, on winning today and good luck at the Super Bowl!
We've got some frenzied sports love in this fine city.
I raise my Captain Kirk glass of Chardonnay to you, Hawks.

Originally posted 01/19/14

I am a Jedi.




Let me just say, for the record, that I am a badass when it comes to roasting teeny tiny fingerling potatoes.
Crispy on the outside, creamy on the inside.



I Miss You, Fun Forest.




Today, I miss the Fun Forest.  I wonder where all these rides  got dismantled and shipped off to.  Billions of happy butts sat in those seats.  Billions of decibels of happy screams, all gone now.  Replaced by an overpriced, ego-driven glass museum whose artist is already ubiquitous in the northwest and has his own museum elsewhere.  I sincerely love fine art, but kids really don't have nearly enough places to hang out for good clean fun in this city.  What a shame.
The children were robbed.

I'm thankful to have had the time I had with this place.  3 birthday parties for my kid, many afternoons with friends and family, and many 15-minute breaks while working at EMP.
Brief, sunny, loud, happy music memories.

Originally posted 01/28/14

Auspicious Finding







Cleaning up, I found a hammer that happened to say "12".   I took this as a good sign for our Seahawks in the Superbowl.  I was right.


Originally posted 02/01/14

Thankful for old Buildings




Here's the malt house section of an old brewery in Georgetown.
At least the whole thing didn't get torn down (but come on---BEER lived here.).
Artists live and work here now, thankfully. So that's something.




Originally posted on 02/03/14

Sacred Geometry on my Car





This morning, I was able to catch this on my windshield.  This is the first time I've ever witnessed tiny, 2 mm snowflakes forming their 6-sided geometric brilliance with my naked eyes.  Often, we miss amazing things that are right under our noses.
But not today.



We are the village green preservation society

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