3.27.2006

This Will Be Our Year

This Will Be Our Year

I went to a Metafilter meetup on Wednesday and hung out for quite awhile. Everyone was really friendly and fun. We got a buzz on, did some shoutouts and had some food. I met some new people and saw some others I hadn't a long time...good times, good times.
On Friday, Frito and I went to see his latest Blue Disguise signing The Emergency down at the Croc, but I was broke and they were on first (thought we'd get on the list). So we had a warm MGD (yick!) and walked down to the hotel where Cindy works and had a few with her and her friends. Which was...interesting to say the least.
On Saturday I met up with Tracy for coffee...which turned into beers...which turned into dinner at one of my favorite Thai food joints. I came home for awhile, then hopped the ferry to Southworth and hung out with some of the Westside posse. It was Miss Kim's birthday and she got some really neat presents. Spanish soap, a watch and a comb for her hair, a notebook and a really nice electric guitar! I guess she'll be taking lessons soon.
I hung out with Tracy again on Sunday, then met up with Kathleen in Ballard for chai & cupcakes, then we caught the new Spike Lee Joint. VERY good movie...probably one of the best 'crime genre' movies I've seen in ages. I'll have to watch it again to catch some of the stuff I missed.
K. and I parted ways after the flick and I met Stu at my house. We got some really bad deli food at Safeway, then went to Frito's for movie night. We watched a couple of short documentaries that Laurie had produced for The Seattle Channel and PBS. Then Stu pulled out the Short Films of David Lynch...I was unimpressed. So much so, that I fell asleep on Cindy.
All-in-all a good week. And there a good things on the horizon. As I was walking home from the bus stop today, I thought, "This is gonna be a good year."

I can feel it, yo.

3.22.2006

Quotidian Riddims...

Quotidian Riddims...

I haven't updated in awhile. We have connection problems at home (Grrr. Comcast!) and frankly -- there's not a lot to write about at the moment.
Spring has arrived and the trees and plants are blooming. It feels as though a huge weight is off my shoulders and I look forward to hitting the road. It was really nice last Sunday, so I took my Drifter out for a couple of hours, then stopped in and El Stu's and hung out with him and Rachel.
On Monday, after much haverin', I went and caught part of Richard Hawley's set at The Tractor Tavern. If you didn't take my earlier advice and go to his website, I think you should check out his set at the KEXP studios...it was sublime.
I got tickets or Elbow's gig at The Showbox April 11. Patty and Angela will be coming along and I'm hoping Tess and the McLeod's will be there as well.
Tonight is a Metafilter gathering at The Elysian. I'm hoping I can get Scott Bwoy to hang out with me.
Yesterday was Adumb's birthday and Oani's is on the 25th. Congrats to you both!

P.S. I asked Carla and the guy on my bus is NOT Nick Licata...just looks a lot like him. Ah well.

3.08.2006

Funny...

Funny...

I just realized that the quiet guy who catches the bus with me every morning is none other than Seattle City Council member Nick Licata.
I wondered why he was at this year's Carlapalooza, turns out she's his legislative assistant.

Geez.

3.07.2006

So...

So...

Everything is cruising right along, for the most part. Of course change is all around, but since most of it is the logical progression of things, I can't get to bent out of shape over it.
It's like watching your garden grow in strange, unpredictible and wonderful ways.
I've been groovin' (as per usual) on the slowly lengthening days and the cherry and apple tree blossoms. Most of the trees and spouting leaves and there's been a few days in the last week where all the mountains were out...and it was ossem!
Work has been steady and quiet...although I suspect that may change in the next week or so. I spent the weekend celebrating Tess' 32nd birthday (geez, it's been ten years!) and hanging out with my former co-worker Beau and his wife, who were visiting from Eugene for a friend's birthday.
Last Saturday was kinda nice, so I bundled up and hopped on the GPZ. I went to Bent Bike up in Lynnwood and bought a headlight bracket, and some fork-mounted turn signals. Came home and took the cheesy, 80's-lookin' front fairing off the GPZ and remounted the headlight and added the new turn signals.
I'm totally in love with the change. The big square headlight gives the bike a much more 'mechanical' look, although I've sacrificed the little wind protection I had. Still, the bike looks more Mad Max or streetfighterly now and I love it!
There's a good chance it'll be clear for awhile on Saturday...maybe I'll take her out on the highway and see if I can do The Ton!

3.04.2006

You Wanna Know Why?

You Wanna Know Why?

I Don't Mind At All
Bourgeois Tagg

The time for talking's over now
I guess it's time to let you go
But I don't, no, I don't mind at all
It`s getting so you never know
When things are better left alone
But I don't, no, I don't mind at all
It's important to me
That I don't see you laughin' at me
But I'm smart enough to know
That I have to let you go
But I don't mind at all
Sentimental tears will get you
Far as you might think they will
But I don't, no, I don't mind at all
Misery loves company
But she will never foot the bill
But I don't, no, I don't mind at all
It`s important to me
But I don't see you laughin' at me
But I'm smart enough to know
That I have to let you go
But I don't mind at all
Several years ago I said goodbye to my own sanity
But I don't, no, I don't
No, I don't mind at all

That's Why.

3.01.2006

OVER!!

OVER!!

The bus ride downtown was rather uneventful. He sat in his usual spot in the back staring into space, Radiohead's second album blasting in his ears. As the bus descended down Capitol Hill, a young woman boarded that caught his attention.
She had on a expensive-looking cream-colored overcoat and brown pumps. Olive skin. Big dark shades covered her eyes and she had on bright red lipstick and curly, "JF hair." The overall effect was stylish, retro and a bit mysterious, like a femme fatale in a Fellini movie.
He thought she's probably opt for one of the seats up front, but instead she confidently marched to the back and sat next to him, crossing her long bare legs.
Everyone else on the bus was bundled up in scarves, boots, heavy coats, gloves and dark, muted colors.
Then it occurred to him. "She's the Herald of Spring!" He smiled.

The Doldrums are over...