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Bay Area shenanigans

“Oh, i’m California and i don’t have any water.” Puh-lease. If you hadn’t lost it to some egrets and muskrats in a game of Texas Hold ‘Em, you wouldn’t have a drought, California. Well, also if you want to drink water that tastes like mud and turtle pee. So, i basically like Amtrak. I do. […]

15 miles on Seattle hills

…But i’m getting ahead of myself! First i left Bellingham (while it was snowing), went to Seattle (which was dry) and walked the first few of my 15 total miles in four days. Then i got on the wrong city bus and rode around like a human remora on a big smelly wheeled shark until […]

Sunday: Silver

Silver tree in the Olympic Sculpture Park on Seattle’s waterfront.

Monday trip to Seattle: ancient pipes & animation school

I’ve been meaning to go on The Underground Tour with my friend Cherie for like… I don’t know, three years or something? And now that she’s moving away we finally managed to squeeze it in. One of the sad things about living an hour away from Seattle (and not having a driver’s license) is that […]

Rainforest Writers Village 2012

This was my fourth year at Rainforest Writers Village, and I honestly think it gets better each time. First I took the train down to Seattle, where I ate wild salmon chowder at Ivar’s (I’m not sure if the salmon were simply at large, or if they were flipping their flukes at a camera on […]

Viable Paradise: Day 1 (a.m.)

The Princess IS the Pirate

(And after writing that subject line, now I want to see the old Bob Hope classic re-filmed with modern fetish, goth, and steampunk couture.) Last night I hit Sin City’s “Pirate Fetish Night” with a handful of friends. This is perhaps the best club costume I’ve worn yet. Special thanks to David (who suggested I […]

Help me not sleep in a Seattle alley!*

I need somewhere to sleep the nights of June 25 and June 26. My original plans fell through.* I don’t have a car, and I strongly prefer not to be late/miss part of the (expensive!) writing workshop because I screw up the bus schedule. So I need a place on Capital Hill–then I can walk […]

Touring Home

I was kind of hoping we would go solve mysteries about long-dead people like on Bones, but instead it turns out the only thing she likes more than dead people is…