Shawless in Seattle

Shaw was nice enough to fly across the country for a whirlwind but comprehensive weekend tour of Seattle. Here are some pictures from Day 2. In chronological order (and now with captions!):

The Troll, of course. Looks like he re-applied his makeup since last week. That is a real VW bug in his left hand. And a real Shaw next to the car. (And yes, you're right--these pictures should not be titled "Shawless in Seattle" because not only is that an awful pun, but these photos are actually from when Seattle was Shawful for a few days.)


Gas Works Park. My favorite toxic-industrial-site-turned-park.

Oh duck boats. How I miss you. Now I have no vehicle (literally) for foisting sarcasm on unsuspecting Midwesterners.

Houseboats and housebarges. One day I will live on one of these puppies.

A crazy half-view of Mt. Rainer from the UW, which unfortunately didn't come out in the picture. You could only see the bottom half beneath a perfectly horizontal cloud--it looked like someone had torn a photo of it in half and stuck it on the horizon.

Coffee-shopping it before a salmon dinner. Not drinking coffee or anything. Don't want to overdo the Seattle-ness. Although you're not going to chai this spicy at Dunkin Donuts, that's for sure.

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Adventues in Gardening w/ Cecil & Diana: Part I

Stay tuned. These things might sprout.

The Return

Not that I went anywhere. But Laura left yesterday so I have no excuse to not not-blog anymore. And I also actually have things to write now about having packed what might normally be two months worth of social activity for me into just 9 days. Like last Saturday we went out for dinner and drinks (at Bleu), saw a show (the Mountain Goats), and then went dancing (at R Place, of course). And Sunday we hit up not one but two markets (Fremont Sunday market and the famous Pike Place market, the oldest continuously running farmer's market in the nation started in 1907 when farmers decided they wanted to sell their produce directly to the consumers . . . ) and saw the entirety of downtown Seattle (Space Needle, sculpture park, waterfront, and the scene that is Pioneer Square at dusk). And that was just the first weekend. Tuesday night Shakira dance parties were yet to come. But I'm always a little overwhelmed by picking highlights, so I'm just going to leave you with a couple pictures and maybe attempt a post or two over the next couple days. Because then Shaw is coming for the weekend! So stay tuned for pictures from Spring Break Seattle: Superstars gone wild.




Okay, so they're random and captionless, but they are in chronological order.

Officeboat Update

For those of you wondering how the officeboat project is going, we have finally moved in. So here are pictures of my new office space.

Really?

I just discovered that I have toothpaste in my hair. This is disturbing to me on several levels.

I just used my bike lock cable to lasso a box of oatmeal Teddy Grahams and drag it across the floor so I could pick it up without getting up. I didn't know that they made oatmeal Teddy Grahams. I'm not sure how I feel about them.

While I was flinging the cable at the Teddy Grahams, I started laughing out loud. Living alone is funny. In Olympia, I had hardwood floors, which made for better solo dance parties.

This afternoon a customer asked Dave, my boss, who I was. "Is that your kid?" While it is scary that Dave could actually be my father (he's 2o years older than me), he is a very young-looking 45, which means that I apparently look twelve.