Seattle goings on
Do not, under any circumstances, go to Agua Verde on the first sunny night of the season. You will be last to be seated, you won’t get the agua fresca you want or maybe you will, you’ll be lectured for standing on the pier where the kayaks are. You will wonder if all of a …
Friday night, Quoc Te: Karaoke singer through the fish tank Sunday morning, Alki beach: kid with guitar and coffee. I like to think they’re both singing “Beyond the Sea.”
The city doesn’t really start moving until pretty late in the day on Sunday so that’s a good time to go for a walk.
Last night I dreamt I was having dinner with Ronald Reagan. We were having a big row about the President’s plan to overhaul – I mean privatize – social security. Reagan was saying that we would “create responsible citizens” blah blah blah. You know the line. But I was insistent that the only thing we’d …
“What synagogue do you go to?” This is not usually the first question out of the plumber’s mouth, but not everyone’s plumber is Yuri. “I don’t go.” I said, but he didn’t really care about that so much. “It’s not possible to go every Friday. It’s just too much, really.” Yuri was on my porch …
Okay, it doesn’t hurt that we’re having an early spring. On top of that many of the houses in my neighborhood have recently concluded absolutely breathtaking renovations that must have set the owners back a prince’s ransom. In spite of, or perhaps because of, those two things I feel the need to shout out loud …