Playing Tourist in the Emerald City

We got to play tourist in our own backyard over the weekend. OK, maybe “backyard” is a stretch. Seattle’s more like 180 miles away. But for a while there, it was feeling like a second home. So that kind of counts, right? In any case, we headed north on Saturday morning for a weekend getawayContinue reading “Playing Tourist in the Emerald City”

For My Listening Pleasure

My newest obsession is podcasts. Which is kind of funny, because Tara listens to a podcast version of The Opie & Anthony Show, and has been singing its praises for the past year. She played it for me on the drive up to Seattle one time last year, and I was not at all impressed.Continue reading “For My Listening Pleasure”

Owl’s Well That Ends Well

I have a confession to make: I am obsessed with hooters. Have been, ever since I was a boy growing up in the 70s. I found them exotic, big and beautiful, something I thought about but never glimpsed. When they came out, they usually did so at night, long after I was asleep. I took toContinue reading “Owl’s Well That Ends Well”

Can You Call a City Beautiful?

You wouldn’t think a city could be beautiful. Not in the conventional sense, anyway. Trees and mountains and lakes. Sunsets. The ocean. The smile on a baby’s face. The glint in the eyes of lovers. Those things are beautiful. Concrete and steel? Different words come to mind. Manmade. Sterile. Linear. And yet, a city is likeContinue reading “Can You Call a City Beautiful?”

The Day After

I hate the day after. The day after my girlfriend leaves. It means another wonderful visit has come and gone, and spells a return to a normal routine that no longer feels “normal” or “routine.” The realization that she was here less than twenty-four hours ago is hard to bear; it’s all still fresh, andContinue reading “The Day After”