Yay

On a weekend when many people are enjoying barbeques, picnics, and the tenative beginning of summer, this is how we're dressing in Seattle on this wet, 54 degree day.

Wait, I'm missing something.

That's better.

During the year I lived in San Francisco, Muni transit struck pedestrians no less than four times while I was riding. So far, zero such records the past year in Seattle. Is that a reflection on the bus drivers or on the pedestrians?

Low Tide at Golden Gardens

I never thought that I would like Seattle this much.


Yesterday I went to a job interview for a coffee shop downtown, and I have another for an administrative assistant next week. I can't believe my luck - on Craigslist no less! Two others (box office for a theatre and preschool teacher - said they might get back to me as well).


The roommates and I are planning a Christmas party...for June 25th. There will be gingerbread men and Christmas clothing, and entertainment... Basically, we just want someone to come over and play music, since Sarah left her piano, guitar, and saxaphone here, and between the three of us they've been very quiet.


The other day I wandered around Fremont, where they have a fantastic troll living under a bridge who collects the toll. It's certainly more interesting than a toll collector. Plus, he eats the cars that can't afford to cross.

I just calculated that in the last week I've walked about 28 miles (that's counting the 10 at Disneyland - no wonder your legs always ache after days like that). Trader Joe's is a mile away, Safeway even less, and downtown is maybe 1.5 miles. I haven't really ventured outside of Ballard yet, because everything I could possibly need is within walking distance (uh oh, I'm becoming like that creepy guy on "Sex in the City" who hadn't left Manhattan for ten years). On Monday I even walked to a lake. A LAKE! An honest-to-goodness lake with water and bright blue sky above and ducklings in a row and thousands of people jogging around the perimeter at 6pm. There were two lanes on the path - one for bikes and the other for two directions of runners and joggers. I stood on the side farthest from the water. All I wanted was to go sit on the edge of the water and read my book about Washington history, but I would be risking life and limb to throw myself into that stream of moisture-wicking Nike garments and ipod armbands. I took a deep breath and ran across to what was left of the Green Lake Aqua Theater - built in 1950 for swimming / diving shows. The 5,000+ seat amphitheater's last event was a Grateful Dead concert in 1969, and after being mostly demolished all that's left today are two concrete bleachers. Runners were running up and down them like a training montage from a cheesy movie.

Once upon a time:

Nowadays (not my picture):