Seattle goings on
Yesterday afternoon the Democratic National Committee called. A nice volunteer somewhere was working the phone lists and trying to squeeze money out of registered Dems for the upcoming campaign. I know the run down all too well. I still feel the pain of the 2004 election. Oh, 2000 was an outrage to be sure; a …
Three: It’s free. Doesn’t cost you a nickel. Okay, you can buy a button or a t-shirt, but it’s still free free free. Two: It’s right there. Just THERE. Because it’s right there, you can just take the bus. It’s so easy. Okay, maybe that’s two reasons. Let’s say 2 and 2a. One: I’ll be …
“Did you see anything interesting on the way down?” We were standing in the driveway at our destination, 300 miles south of Seattle. Husband and I started to laugh. Centralia is a little place about halfway between Seattle and Portland. If you spend anytime hauling yourself up and down the I-5 corridor, you know it …
Ah, Seattle! Let’s just cut it short and figure that for the last 400 words, I’ve rambled on and on about how great it is to be back in a multicultural society! Also, let’s skip the argument about how Europe actually IS multicultural by asking, with obligatory snark, “Our Alpine small town is multicultural compared …
There’s an episode of The Simpsons in which Martin, one of the nerdy kids, spends his last ten bucks on a talking Al Gore doll. “You are hearing me talk,” says the doll. It cracks me up every time. Plus, it’s a fairly accurate assessment of the production version of Al Gore. Stiff, not that …
The day I finished my Sony project I recieved email from a previous client asking if I’d be available to work on the next release of his product. It’s fun stuff – music related – and the team is easy to work with, so of course I said yes. Almost the minute I hit send …