Yeah, I know. It's been a while since I posted anything personal about what I'm up to. The problem is I'm not feeling particularly fun & sarcastic and ya know, I don't want to force sarcasm cause that's lame. And, what's the value of a blog if it's not snotty 'n sarcastic? Sigh...
So, several of my friends were in the area visiting from all over (Germany, England, Los Angeles!?!, etc.) last week. They were sitting in a week-long seminar at my employer (unnamed large corporate entity). Two of them were crashing with me, which was pretty entertaining (okay, it was uneventful for me, but my dog was rotating beds each night the gigolo). I on the other hand, stayed in my own bed, which really was in everyone's best interest...
Took folks sightseeing - all the usual Seattle places. Forced a few of them to buy the greatest slippers ever! at Pike Market. (Seriously. A friend who bought slippers there a while ago said they were the only thing she'd save if her apartment building was on fire.) And of course I dragged them to the Elliott Bay Bookstore - the greatest bookstore ever. It's one of those places I want to live. Actually, the only other place that ever made me want to camp out in the middle is the Guggenheim Museum. Those are two totally different joints, but I'm totally in love with both of them.
Speaking of which, I'm still enamored with Knut (see links below). Turns out there's a little baby tiger at the zoo here in Seattle that also was abandoned by its mommy.
Went to see Sarah Vowell read/talk tonight. If you're not already familiar with her, she's this really smart geek who's all into American History and you should totally read her books. Oh yeah, and she's super-sarcastic and funny. And liberal. Cause she's way funnier than me, here's a few excerpts:
...Of course talking about the murders of previous presidents is going to open the door to discussing the current president. That's what I like to call him, "the current president." I find it difficult to say or type his name, George W. Bush. I like to call him "the current president" because it's a hopeful phrase, implying that his administration is only temporary.
Heh. (she didn't write that. That's me being amused.)
So, several of my friends were in the area visiting from all over (Germany, England, Los Angeles!?!, etc.) last week. They were sitting in a week-long seminar at my employer (unnamed large corporate entity). Two of them were crashing with me, which was pretty entertaining (okay, it was uneventful for me, but my dog was rotating beds each night the gigolo). I on the other hand, stayed in my own bed, which really was in everyone's best interest...
Took folks sightseeing - all the usual Seattle places. Forced a few of them to buy the greatest slippers ever! at Pike Market. (Seriously. A friend who bought slippers there a while ago said they were the only thing she'd save if her apartment building was on fire.) And of course I dragged them to the Elliott Bay Bookstore - the greatest bookstore ever. It's one of those places I want to live. Actually, the only other place that ever made me want to camp out in the middle is the Guggenheim Museum. Those are two totally different joints, but I'm totally in love with both of them.
Speaking of which, I'm still enamored with Knut (see links below). Turns out there's a little baby tiger at the zoo here in Seattle that also was abandoned by its mommy.
Went to see Sarah Vowell read/talk tonight. If you're not already familiar with her, she's this really smart geek who's all into American History and you should totally read her books. Oh yeah, and she's super-sarcastic and funny. And liberal. Cause she's way funnier than me, here's a few excerpts:
...Of course talking about the murders of previous presidents is going to open the door to discussing the current president. That's what I like to call him, "the current president." I find it difficult to say or type his name, George W. Bush. I like to call him "the current president" because it's a hopeful phrase, implying that his administration is only temporary.
Heh. (she didn't write that. That's me being amused.)
...Because I had to stay overnight and this being New England, the only place to stay was a bed-and-breakfast. It was a lovely old country mansion operated by amiable people. That said, I am not a bed-and-breakfast person.
I understand why other people would want to stay in B&Bs. They're pretty. They're personal. They're "quaint," a polite way of saying "no TV." They are "romantic,"i.e., every object large enough for a flower to be printed on it is going to have a flower printed on it. They're "cozy," meaning that a guest has to keep her belongings on the floor because every conceivable flat surface is covered in knickknacks, except for the one knickknack she longs for, a remote control.
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