Seattle goings on
“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 …
The Seattle shootings were four blocks from my front door. We walk by that house All The Time on the way to visit neighbors. Even though I’m not there, I feel really – well – it’s awful. I feel like I should say something, but the only pale thing I can coherently state is this: …
A few years back I was working in the Eastlake neighborhood. I walked to work almost every day, down the stairclimb, across the treacherous I-5 onramp, and down the hill to the startup by the lake. One morning there was a flyer posted at the top of the stairclimb – an Eastlake neighbor was looking …