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Archive for November, 2008

Everett is like a hot Eastern European woman wearing an ugly scrunchie.
Flanked by the Cascades and the Puget Sound, you couldn’t ask for a lovelier landscape. And yet, driving downtown is a depressing venture. Everywhere you turn flat, rectangular, postwar buildings with absolutely no ornamentation or character, jut out from the concrete. It’s as if [...]

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Visiting Seattle is an exercise in prioritization.  Having lived there for six years I have a list of favorites, bars and restaurants I simply MUST hit up before I leave.  I spend weeks before each short visit dreaming of Vivace’s white velvet mocha and the Eggs Benedict at Glo’s.  I can’t leave without eating the [...]

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En Route

I met Paul on my train ride from Portland to Seattle.  He sat across the aisle from me, a beer bottle resting between his thighs.  Drinking your own booze on the train is strictly prohibited.  
I liked him at once.
I answered a phone call and when my conversation was over I took out my computer to do [...]

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In Portland I attended the premiere of indie movie Cars III in the back room of Kelly’s Olympian.  It was… funny.  Apparently the creators got funding to make it based on the wild success of their Funnyordie video featured here. On YouTube.

Totally brilliant.

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Katy was always the leader of the pack.  She was an only child and had a cool, young mom.  Everything Katy liked, I liked, be it Janet Jackson, the Seattle Sonics, or Peppridge Farm Mint Milanos. Katy and I met in Mrs. Pennywell’s 1st grade class and remained friends through high school graduation. That said, [...]

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San Francisco’s dirty secret is its aggressive homeless population. I was out for drinks with my college buddy Ramiz when a homeless man came in the bar and stole the dollar I’d left as tip for the bartender.  “Hey, hey, hey,” Ramiz said, “that’s not for you, put that back.”  The man mumbled incoherently and dropped [...]

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One of the many amazing things about SF is that there’s art on every street corner. Literally.
 

    

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Yes. We. Did.

                      
                
 

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